Barker sing me a song,
instead of counting trees,
collecting aeroplane numbers now, Mr Barker.
Live it up, shine my shoes.
Fly me to the moon.
Never before have I seen the light, Mr Barker.
Then the moment of depression fell around, Mr Barker.
And the changes of expression to a frown, my friend Barker.
There must be something there,
shiner of the light, we demand we are here, Mr Barker.
Then the moment of depression fell around, Mr Barker.
And the changes of expression to a frown, my friend Barker.
There must be something there,
shiner of the light, we demand we are here, Mr Barker.
Barker sing me a song,
instead of counting trees,
collecting aeroplane numbers now, Mr Barker.
Live it up, shine my shoes.
Fly me to the moon.
Never before have I seen the light.
Barker sing me a song...
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