| I went for a walk on a stalk, on a stalk of wheat
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| And it felt like a trillion feet
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| I was looking for a friend at the end, at the end of the line
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| And it took me till the end of time
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| I was all out of luck like a duck, like a duck that died
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| I was all out of juice like a moose, like a moose denied
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| I was all out of money like a bunny that’s broke
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| I was all out of work like a jerk who’s a joke
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| And I was out of ideas, like I is, like I is,
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| Like I is, like I is, I was out of ideas… of ideas
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| I once had a dream of a gleam, of a gleam in my eye
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| And I’ll have it till the day I die
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| I had a thought bubble of trouble, of trouble and strife
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| And I’ll have it for the rest of my life
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| I was all out of luck like a duck, like a duck that died
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| I was all out of juice like a moose, like a moose denied
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| I was all out of money like a bunny that’s broke
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| I was all out of work like a jerk who’s a joke
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| And I was out of ideas like I is, like I is,
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| Like I is, like I is, I was out of ideas… of ideas… of ideas… of ideas |