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The wintergreen, the
The and the chicory
All the words you to me
vibrating in the air
The elm, the ash and the linden
The dark and deep, sea
The trembling moon and the unfurled
There she goes, my world

she goes, my beautiful world
There she goes, my world
There she goes, my world
There she again

John Willmot penned his
riddled the pox
Nabakov wrote on cards,
at a lectem, in his
St. John of the Cross did his stuff
in a box
And JohnnyThunders was alive
he wrote Chinese Rocks

Well, me, I'm lying here, nothing in my ears
Me, I'm lying here, nothing in my ears
Me, I'm lying here, for seems years
I'm just lying on my bed with nothing in my

that stuff on down to me
Send that on down to me
Send stuff on down to me
that stuff on down to me

There she goes, my world
There she goes, my beautiful
There she goes, my beautiful
she goes again

Karl Marx his carbuncles
while Das Kapital
And Gaugin, he off, man,
and went all
While Philip stuck it out
in a in Hull
And Dylan Thomas drunk in
St. hospital

I will kneel at feet
I will lie at door
I will rock you to
I will roll on the
And I'll ask for
Nothing in this
I'll ask for
me ever-lasting life

I want to move the world
I want to move the world
I want to move the world
I want to move

There she goes, my world
There she goes, my world
There she goes, my world
she goes again

So if you got a trumpet, get on feet,
brother, and it
If you've got a field, that yield,
get up and hoe it
I at you and you look at me and
deep in our hearts it
That you much of a muse,
but then I weren't of a poet

I will be your
I will peel you
Up on your
With your ivory and
With book of ideas
your alchemy
O on
that stuff on down to me

Send that on down to me
Send that stuff on to me
Send that on down to me
Send that on down to me
Send it all the world
Cause she comes, my beautiful girl

There she goes, my beautiful
There she goes, my beautiful
There she goes, my beautiful
There she goes