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Got (a letter) up this morning how do you reckon it read?
Red blue and green whoooo all through my head
Licked the stamps saw a movie dropped the stamp
I ain't got no blues no more I said
Put me up thinkin' a postman's groovy
I ain't I ain't got the blues no more I said.........
Well send me with a letter lord drop me with a telegram I said
My baby walked just like she did
Walking on hard-boiled eggs with a...she can steal em....
I ain't blue o more I said
Lord one jumped up lord the other one quackin'
Yeah she got those great big drums sticking out Whoooo
Big chicken legs beat when she walks flappin' down the street where I live
Well she slippin' along easy like fried chicken
Grew sort of greasy easy hmmmmm...
Oh I ain't blue no more I ain't blue no more I said
Well she walked along crazy like kinda crazy
Sorta lazy sleazy cheesy you know what I mean I said...
Here the rest of the album plays until just after "Trust Us", where this segment plays.
Ah Feel...
......freight elevator operating them trashcans
Smackin' lips and saying "the food sure is good" I said
Around the corner up round the alley
half-shelled shoes a tapping golly golly
shaking like jelly like heaven heaven I said
Well they rolled around the corner turning up seven come eleven
My lucky number lord I feel like I'm in heaven I said
Well I ...well I blink my eyes and I see that movie
Lord it's red blue and green
This last small segment comes at the very conclusion of the album.
Ah Feel...
I ain't blue no more
Wooo it's like heaven I said I said ....
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Well my cigarette died when I washed my face
Dropped some drops in an ashtray hit a wrong place
Woman at my blinds to see spiders spinning lines
Its a safe as milk it's a safe as milk
I never heard it put quite that way
The shape I'm in is a gone a way
They called a day they called a day
Yesterday's paper headlines approach rain gutter teasing rusty cat sneezing
Soppin wet hammer dusty and wheezing
Lusty alley whining trashcan blues
Children running after rainbows stocking poor
Gracious ladies nylon hanging on to line
Jumping onto leg looking mighty fine
Sorrows lollipop lands stick-broken on a dark carnival ground
Pop up toaster cracklin
Aluminium rhythm and sound
Ev'ry day pencil lazy and sharp
The icebox inside looking like a harp
E-lectric bulb been out for years
Freezer fumes feed the gas tears
Cheese in the corner with a mile long beard
Bacon blue bread dog eared (repeat twice)
I may be hungry but I sure ain't weird
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The path is the mask of love a way a way
The flow is the task above today there is no other way (repeat)
You gotta trust us when you need a friend
To find us you gotta look within
You gotta trust us (repeat) before you turn to dust (repeat)
You gotta see before you see you gotta be before be
(we love you)
You gotta touch without take
You gotta hear without fear
You gotta feel to reveal
You gotta touch without take
Such is is and uh ain't is ain't (repeat)
We're for you love you with you love you just a few
We love you we tell you true we love you
The path is youth let the dying die
The path is life yeah; let the lying lie
Let the dying die let the lying lie
(trust trust trust)
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Mirror mirror mirror (repeat) mirror man mirror me( repeat)
mirror man mirror than mirror man follow the band
farther than you oh farther than me
mirror
mirror day mirror way mirror man mirror me
mirror man farther than mirror man mirror me
mirror man farther than
you're a me and you're a me and you're a me....
oh mirror man oh mirror man mirror me mirror me mirror me
(bop bee boo bop do-be-do)
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We're all brothers of tomorrow
(we won't have to talk) we won't need to talk
We won't need to walk on tomorrow
Rush comes the love shapes to share shapes
Love love love on tomorrow
baby spring son yellow wings red skies showing on
Lively ivy growing on tomorrow
Wish your way around hair stingin' to the ground
Silver streams all our dreams
cleansed free of sorrow
Love love love love love love
Lush skies above shapes to share shapes
Peace escapes to play away today tomorrow
Mothers graze on grasslands
Grazin' woman stands on today's shiftin sands
grazin woman stands and baby springs on golden wings
flies free of sorrow (flies free of sorrow)
on tomorrow
woman grazin on grasslands.....on which it stands
we're all brothers on tomorrow yeah we're...
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Beatle bones and smokin' Stones
The dry sands fall
The strawberry mouth; strawberry moth; strawberry caterpillar
Strawberry butterfly; strawberry fields
The winged eel slither on the heels of today's children
Strawberry feels forever
Yeah, roosters, ol' glass roosters, stick to your race
In a drag-queen, live-wood farmhouse
Tractors are clawin'; the folks are crawlin'
Trees in a row climbing a coach and I blow rich
Red, blue, yellow sunset
Where I set and you set; and I've loved and you've loved
And I've seen and you've seen
Salt Man has just made his mark - and crumbled
The dark - the light - the dark - the day
Porcelain children see through white lights
Soft-cracker bats, Cheshire cats named
The Dark - the Light - the Dark - the Day
Blue veins through gray-felt tomorrows
Cellular sail-boat - ye ole feathered kind
Blow it into a pond swayin' in circles
Red, blue, yellow sunset.
Where I've set and you've set; and I've loved and you've loved
What I saw and you saw
Strawberry feels forever
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Gimme that harp boy
Ain't no fat man's toy
You hear what he is saying
You hear he's saying today
harp cry harp smiling
Shiny moon white note
Give me room
Ain't no time to Rock no boat gimme room
Harp sing time and playin ohm....
(Cocle-doodle-doo)
Gimme harp this harp harp this harp bite
harp this harp kiss harp money
Gimme that harp boy don't just stand around
Gon' blow pure joy -girl you wear this crown
Gimme that harp boy gimme that harp girl
Gimme that harp girl gimme that harp boy
Harp string harp ring
harp toke harp smoke
Harp float harp broke
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Yellow and orange
Well they look so good I want to eat 'em
And they taste so good I want to need 'em
Can-can-can-can-can-can-can-can-candy, candy,
candy corn
Candy corn
yellow and orange and
candy corn
yellow and orange and
candy
be reformed
be reborn
stay stay stay warm
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