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    Under blue moon I saw you
So soon you'll take me
Up in your arms, too late to beg you
Or cancel it, though I know it must be
The killing time
Unwillingly mine
    He's been with the world
I'm tired of the soup du jour
He's been with the world
Wanna end this prophylactic tour
Afraid nobody around here
Understands my potato
((Think I'm only a spudboy
Looking for a real tomato))
    He's been with the world
I'm tired of the soup du jour
He's been with the world
Wanna end this prophylactic tour
Afraid nobody around here
Understands my potato
((Think I'm only a spudboy
Looking for a real tomato))
    ,BAMF-Illu, closeup portrait of nistyle, two tones bleaked manga sketch In the style of ff-evv with deep blacks, A Closeup Portrait of a DARK native American Sioux outlaw cowboy, extreme Closeup of her Face - shrouded in mystery. She wears a, tattered high collar scarf that billows dramatically in the wind, creating a striking contrast against the rugged landscape. Hyperdetailed badass Closeup, hyperdetailed, deadly Gaze, vivid white chin-tattoo realistic photography, very awa ,masterpiece, best quality, very aesthetic, absurdres, haiz_ai, no lineart,no outline,
    So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
    He's been with the world
I'm tired of the soup du jour
He's been with the world
Wanna end this prophylactic tour
Afraid nobody around here
Understands my potato
((Think I'm only a spudboy
Looking for a real tomato))
    Oh, says Red Molly to James,
"That's a fine motorbike A girl could feel special on any such like",
Says James to Red Molly,
"My hat's off to you It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952",
"And I've seen you at the corners and cafés it seems
Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme",
And he pulled her on behind
And down to Box Hill they did ride
    A drunken petite and beautiful fairy sitting inside a giant teacup while dressed in a fairy outfit falling asleep leaning on the side and spilling her beer while hanging over the side of the teacup.
Disney princess
    She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I'd hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm, safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder and the rain
To quietly pass me by
    Said the condor to the preying mantis
We're gonna lose this place just like we lost Atlantis
Brother we got to go sooner than you know
The gypsy told my fortune, she said that nothin' showed
    Catch my soul, catch the very light
Hide the moment from my eager eyes
Though you've seen there, please, don't tell a soul
What you can't see, can't be very whole
    Oh, says Red Molly to James,
"That's a fine motorbike A girl could feel special on any such like",
Says James to Red Molly,
"My hat's off to you It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952",
"And I've seen you at the corners and cafés it seems
Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme",
And he pulled her on behind
And down to Box Hill they did ride, ariel
    He's been with the world
I'm tired of the soup du jour
He's been with the world
Wanna end this prophylactic tour
Afraid nobody around here
Understands my potato
((Think I'm only a spudboy
Looking for a real tomato))
    Dead cat, dead rat
Did you see what they were at?
Fat cat in a top hat
Thinks he's an aristocrat
Thinks he can kill with laughter
Thinks he can shoot and slaughter
    Oh, says Red Molly to James,
"That's a fine motorbike A girl could feel special on any such like",
Says James to Red Molly,
"My hat's off to you It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952",
"And I've seen you at the corners and cafés it seems
Red hair and black leather, my favourite color scheme",
And he pulled her on behind
And down to Box Hill they did ride
    Yeah, look at old burnt out Superman, tryin' to shoot his dust on the sun
Captain Karma kids, they're dead on the run
Oh the words of love, ah, do they ever touch Dolly Brown?
Better get some highway an' clear outta town
    If the sun refused to shine I would still be loving you
Mountains crumble to the sea It would still be you and me.
    One foot on the brake and one on the gas, hey
Well, there's too much traffic, I can't pass, no
So I tried my best illegal move
A big black and white come and crushed my groove again
Go on and write me up for 125
Post my copy, wanted dead or alive
Take my license, all that jive
I can't drive 55
    Hey lady you got the love I need maybe it's too much Maybe more than enough
Oh darling, darling, darling; walk a while with me
Oh, you've got so much, so much, so much
    And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small
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