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& in the night I arrogant

And the red hawk shooting down

We dream on ancient clock towers

Overlooks bold hysteria

And childhood's madness

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GREEN WAS THE SUBMARINE

In the magic of ...: remember

And the swollen ladies

And the chimney sweeps

,:

AYE MATEY !

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On oh too sober streets we stumble on

Past the red hot child in bold **** me charm

And her police eyes

Staring right at you

//

Softly drifting

Song breast and I

Arrogantly living

Man to man



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