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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So if you got a trumpet, get on your feet, brother, and it
If you've got a field, don't yield, well get up and hoe it
I look at you and you look at me and deep in our hearts 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 book of ideas, with alchemy
O come on send that stuff on to me

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

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

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