| There was a gambler and a cleaner and a puppeteer
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| only the puppet could explain just what he was
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| All on a bus we were hopin' to pass the time
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| plug my piece in boys then we can drink the wine
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| drink the wine drink the wine-
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| music, good friends, I’m not dyin' today
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| I Amy be 6 feet under full of wonder
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| I’m not dyin' today
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| Dyin' today
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| I’m not dying mister
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| today
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| Neil is thrilled he can claim he’s a mammalian
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| «but the bad news,"he said «Girl you’re a dandelion.»
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| Dandelion. |
| Hey I need to think about that.
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| Yeah, I thought about that and I said, «What the Hell?»
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| He said, «Nope, you are Earth bound, blow them seeds away
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| maybe one will make a sound.»
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| Make a sound, Make a sound-
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| music, good fiends,
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| I’m not Dyin' Today
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| may be 6 feet under full of thunder
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| I’m not Dyin' Today
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| dyin' today
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| I’m not dying mister
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| today
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| So they got us go goin' and comin'
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| Cause they make us pay
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| if we go or stay
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| is he prayin'
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| that I’ll pop my clogs?
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| if they can’t prove I’m crazy
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| by noon I’ll be pushin' up them daises
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| Tomorrow, with their Donut ox they’ll say «Its sad she’s Brown Bread.»
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| Hey, I got my weapons-
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| music, good friend,
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| I’m not dyin' today
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| I may be 6 feet under
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| way down yonder
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| I’m not dyin' today
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| dyin'
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| I’m not dying, sister, take your paws off
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| my ankle straps and my mister
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| Dyin' Fryin', rather have a lie-in
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| I am not blowin' that Gabriell’s Trumpet
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| i got my own band to play today |