Are you all seated comfly-bold,
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two-square on your botty?
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Then I'll begin....
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Once upon a time in the land of greens,
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Where the sky was silky soft
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and full of coloured dreams.
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Deep inside a rainbow lived Happiness Stan,
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in a small Victoriana charabanc.
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Evening will be here quite soon,
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Stan can sit and watch the moon.
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Watching as the white light,
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slowly makes the night bright,
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Hours slipping by while time stands still.
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Think of black and black will think for you,
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It's covered Stan in bruises, of the darkness that he knew,
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For black has stolen half the moon away.
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Happiness Stan
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| The Small Faces |
