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Look at the place of mine behind the curb
Through the layers found in earthen drift, indeed that is you
And with you, mother screams 'I am mother'
Woman screams 'I am fertile' and the father can't yell
Rain direction down with stony mind
Created fill the empty river
And you keep remembering mother screaming 'I am mother'
Woman screaming 'I am fertile' and the father
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet
All has been forgotten and the plastic turns to rotten
Rays and smells
While pointing to the deathly beautiful
Mother there in pain creating
Woman who just lies there waiting and the father
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet
You may drift there if you want to, luggage fits inside your pocket like a bill
And keep remembering, mother screaming lost her way
Woman screaming she won't stay and your father, hasn't been born yet
All has been forgotten and the plastic turns to rotten
Rays and smells
While pointing to the deathly beautiful
Mother who in pain creating
Woman who just lies there waiting and the father
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet
He hasn't been born yet, he hasn't been born yet
He hasn't been born yet
All has been forgotten and the plastic turns to rotten
Rays and smells
While pointing to the deathly beautiful
Mother who in pain creating
Woman who just lies there waiting and the father
He hasn't been born, he hasn't been born
He hasn't been born, he hasn't been born yet
All has been forgotten and the plastic turns to rotten
Rays and smells
While pointing to the deathly beautiful
Mother who in pain creating
Woman who just lies there waiting and the father
He hasn't been born yet
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Mary, oh Mary, so quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
These silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty men all in a row
Went to see contrary Mary
Told her I refuse to tarry
We spoke very soft and slow
Without your pretty men, Mary, standin' in a row
Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary
Smoked a haiku cigarette
Turned around and then we left
Smiling as the way began to grow
We got your pretty men all in a row
Mary, Mary, so quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
These silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty men all in a row
Mary, Mary - Mary, Mary
Mary, Mary - Mary, Mary
Mary, Mary - Mary, Mary
Mary, Mary - Mary, Mary
Went to see contrary Mary
Told her I refuse to tarry
We spoke very soft and slow
We got your pretty men standin' in a row
Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary
Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary
Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary
Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary
Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary
Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary
Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary
Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary
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Many things are you afraid of, you say nothing.
Take many things serious, I ask
“Can you hear the train whistle outside the door?
I can hear the train whistle outside my door.”
Any colour is bad,
Any colour is bad,
Any colour is bad,
That's what you say.
When will we be home, be at home, a line, no questions?
Now I don't know what I feel, “be easy”, Jaki said that.
I just saw her, could say another colour, I don't know if that's good or bad.
"For five colours will make the ears blind”, Jaki said that.
Actually here's the sound, I hear that.
Can you hear the train whistle outside the door?
I could dance to your front times in defence, maybe sometimes more.
Now and then, as I read before, they're dying on the dancefloor.
Can you hear the train whistle outside my door?
Why don't you dance us some more?
Why don't you dance us some more?
Why don't you dance us some more
Like before?
Why don't you dance us some more?
Why don't you dance us some more?
Why don't you dance us some more
Like before?
Many things are you afraid of, you say nothing.
Take many things serious, I said “yes” with a smile.
Can you hear the train whistle outside my door, yeah?
Can you hear the train whistle outside my door, yeah?
Can you hear the train whistle outside my door,
Outside my door, outside my door,
Outside my door, outside my door,
Outside my door, outside my door,
Outside my door, outside my door,
Outside my door?
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Doo right, yoo doo right, doo right, yoo doo right,
Doo right, yoo doo right, doo right, yoo doo right,
Doo right, yoo doo right, doo right, yoo doo right,
Doo right, yoo doo right, doo right, yoo doo right.
I'm in love with my girl an' she's away
Man, you gotta move on, man, you gotta move on, man
I need your help, I need your love today
Once I was blind but now I see
Now that you're in love with me
You made a believer out o'me, babe
You made a believer out o'me
Doo right, yoo doo right
A-doo right, a-yoo doo right ....
When they ask what's wrong I say o.k.
I'm in love with my girl, she's away
Man, gotta move on, man, you gotta move on, man
I need your help, I need your love today
Once I was blind, now I can see
Now that you're in love with me
You made a believer out o'me, babe
You made a believer out o'me, she says:
Doo-wah, a-yoo doo right, a-doo-wah, a-yoo doo right
A-doo-wah, a-yoo doo right, yoo doo, a-doo it right
I need you, I need you 'night, a-doo-wah, a-yoo doo right
When they ask what's wrong I say I'm o.k.
Man, gotta move on, man, you gotta move on, man
I'm in love with my girl, she's gone away this day
A drum beat 21 hours a day
Once I was blind, now I can see
Once I was blind but now I can see
Now that you're in love with me
You made a believer out o'me, babe
You made a believer out o'me
She say doo, a-doo doo wah
She say doo, a-doo doo wah
She say doo, a-doo doo wah
She say doo, a-yoo doo right
She said yoo, it's alright
She said yoo, it's alright
She said yoo, a-yoo doo right
She said yoo, a-yoo doo right
When they ask what's wrong I say o.k.
Oh, I'm in love with my girl, she's away
I need your help, I need your love today
I send a letter right away
Once I was blind, but now I see
Now that you're in love with me
You made a believer out o'me, babe
Baby, baby, baby, it's o.k.
Say doo wah, a-yoo doo right
A-doo right, a-yoo doo right
A-doo right, a-yoo doo right ....
When they ask what's wrong I say I'm o.k.
I'm in love with my girl, she's away
Man, you gotta move on, man, you gotta move on, man
I need your help, I need your love strong
A drum beat 24 hours a day
I know you're here, you're here to stay
You made a believer out o'me, babe
You made a believer out o'me, she say
Doo right, a-yoo doo right, doo right, a-yoo doo right ....
Doo right, yoo doo right ....
When they ask what's wrong I say I'm o.k.
I'm in love with my girl, she's away
Man, gotta move on, man, you gotta move on, man
I need your help, I need your love today
A drum beat 21 hours a day
Once I was blind, but now I see
Now that you're in love with me
You made a believer out o'me, babe
You made a believer out o'me
Gotta, gotta, doo-wah
Gotta, gotta, a-doo wah
A-doo-wah, a-yoo doo right ....
When they ask what's wrong I say I'm o.k.
I'm in love with my girl, she's away
Man, gotta move on, man, you gotta move on, man
I need your help, I need your love today
Once I was blind, but now I see
Now that you're in love with me
You made a believer out o'me
You made a believer out o'me, baby
It's alright, it's alright
It's alright, baby, it's alright
It's alright, baby, it's alright
It's alright, baby, it's alright ....
I'm in love with my girl, she's away
Once I was blind
Now that you're in love with me
You made a believer out o'me
You made a believer out o'me
A-doo-wah, a-yoo doo right ....
When they ask what's wrong I say I'm o.k.
I'm in love with my girl, she's away
I need your help, I need your love today
Drum beat 21 ho-hours a day
Once I was blind, but now I see
Now that you're in love with me
You made a believer out o'me, baby
Alright, it's alright
Alright, it's alright ....
.... Once I was blind, but now I see
Now that you're in love with me
You made a believer out o'me, baby
You made a believer out o'me ....
When they ask what's wrong I say I'm o.k.
I'm in love with my girl, she's away
Man, you gotta move on, man, you gotta move
Man, you gotta move on, man, you gotta move
Man, you gotta move on, man, you gotta move
Man, you gotta move on, man, you gotta move
A drum beat 21 hours a day
Man, you gotta move on, man, you gotta move ....
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