| Hey, hey, the clouds are whey
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| There’s straw for the donkeys
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| And the innocents can all sleep safely
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| All sleep safely
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| My, my, sun is pie
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| There’s fodder for the cannons
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| And the guilty ones can all sleep safely
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| All sleep safely
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| And all the world is football-shaped
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| It’s just for me to kick in space
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| And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
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| And I’ve got one, two, three, four, five
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| Senses working overtime
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| Trying to take this all in
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| I’ve got one, two, three, four, five
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| Senses working overtime
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| Trying to taste the difference 'tween a lemon and a lime
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| Pain and pleasure, and the church bells softly chime
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| Hey, hey, night fights day
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| There’s food for the thinkers
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| And the innocents can all live slowly
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| All live slowly
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| My, my, the sky will cry
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| Jewels for the thirsty
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| And the guilty ones can all die slowly
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| All die slowly
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| And all the world is biscuit-shaped
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| It’s just for me to feed my face
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| And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
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| And I’ve got one, two, three, four, five
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| Senses working overtime
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| Trying to take this all in
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| I’ve got one, two, three, four, five
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| Senses working overtime
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| Trying to taste the difference 'tween a lemon and a lime
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| Pain and pleasure, and the church bells softly chime
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| And birds might fall from black skies (Whoo-whoo)
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| And bullies might give you black eyes (Whoo-whoo)
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| And buses might skid on black ice (Whoo-whoo)
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| But to me they’re very, very beautiful (England's glory)
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| Beautiful (A striking beauty)
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| And all the world is football-shaped
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| It’s just for me to kick in space
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| And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
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| And I’ve got one, two, three, four, five
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| Senses working overtime
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| Trying to take this all in
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| I’ve got one, two, three, four, five
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| Senses working overtime
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| Trying to tell the difference 'tween the goods and crimes
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| Dirt and treasure
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| And there’s one, two, three, four, five
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| Senses working overtime
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| Trying to take this all in
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| I’ve got one, two, three, four, five
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| Senses working overtime
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| Trying to taste the difference 'tween a lemon and a lime
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| Pain and pleasure, and the church bells softly chime |