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Something's growing under wing
I think a face is
Oh no, the bugs are growing

And lost quite classically
With your nose in a
And it seems so

And perhaps is the end
We've sought after for so
And now it's done

'Cause we've
All the dreams
Of men and
And turned them all

Our hands
our commands

I cut the moon in
And stuck a through my hair
It made the of my head glow

yellow and then I took
Ten stars on
And placed them in my small

Bucket and I gave the
of the moon to you
Ooh, so you
Forget me while I'm

we found
All the dire
Of men and
And turned all around
To enjoy

And benefit
Our paperback
Our looks
Our identical
our commands

And oh, my love, we can on the sun
And wouldn't we be
in our shiny motor cars
With full of stars
And plenty of paper for scenery

'Cause we all the dire dreams
Of men and
And turned them all
To enjoy

And benefit
Our paperback
Our charming
Our hands
Composing our