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The wintergreen, the juniper, the cornflower and the
All the you said to me still vibrating in the air
The elm, the ash and the linden tree, the and deep, enchanted sea
The trembling and the stars unfurled
Well there she goes, my beautiful

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

John Wilmot penned his riddled with the pox
wrote on index cards, at a lectern, in his socks
St. John of the Cross did his best imprisoned in a box
And Johnny Thunders was alive when he wrote Chinese Rocks

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

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

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

Karl Marx squeezed his while writing Das Kapital
And Gauguin, he buggered off, man, and went all
While Philip Larking stuck it out in a library in
And Dylan Thomas died drunk in St. Vincent's

I will at your feet, I will lie at your door
I rock you to sleep, I will roll on the floor
And I'll ask for nothing, nothing in this
I'll ask for nothing, give me ever-lasting

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

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

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

I will be slave, I will peel you grapes
Up on your pedestal with your ivory and
With your of ideas, with your alchemy
O come on that stuff on down to me

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

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

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