I hope that you kept the note That I left for you to read Or did you throw it away For passers by to stop and see And nothing can account for reasons
We`ve got time to work it out We`ve got what numbers cannot have Who knows, we`ll work this rhythm out. We`ve got time to work it out We`ve got what
the strain Something`s got to break I don`t think this plunge Can take my weight I`ve been up this tree All the time you`ve been looking for me And you
I`ll show you for example A situation that`s like one too And that can`t really look at my time It`s harder in the morning My room`s too small for parties
Choice of words is so random I talk because I can Ah, Ah, Ah Plunder time, see what we find To take back to the house But everything has a patenting And
You can see in miniature Everything is so small Close to the ground, you have found There`s no need to worry at all. We could go to the cinema Where
and I found myself lost Looked but nowhere to belong First status I achieve Holds nothing I believe And we drift on and among According to no plan And
Lines and lines Of the spines, coloured everyone, aooo Down the aisles, along the titles where you are Your eyes, read with your eyes Ahhh Read the
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