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Cockburn Bruce 70 Bruce Cockburn The Bicycle Trip (4:05) Drift along hear the gravel crackle butterflies shades of the Eternal Dancer God has buttered the land with sunlight sunlight corn grows high like a tall watusi katydid hums a monotonous tune rather hypnotically hmmmmmm overhead there's a parrot with boxing gloves singing like me what a clever bird even knows the words but he doesn't seem to see me making my great escape you can just take so much of your own advice who needs a king sitting in a tree so loquaciously pigeonholing everything pi- geons have a way of taking wing -ing wing back again purple thistles bristle all around bane of the Eternal Dancer hmmmmmm home is just around the bend... the end. |
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