[Intro:]
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-Surely, they told you?
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-No, I don't think so
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-I mean.. the dark tower
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-Will i ever go to the dark tower?
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-Of course you will.. that is why I am here.
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-Well that's different.
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-It is?
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-Well that means I fight the dragon?
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-Yes, but let me tell you; we call it the dragon for short;
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It is.. a nameless force - hard to define. No-one who has
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seen it, apart from those who have seen it's handywork has
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returned to give an account of it. All that we know is that
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there is something there which makes the dark tower dark
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and is the source of evil through the world.
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[Hook:]
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I would like to talk to you tonight,
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You see I am a guide from another galaxy in time,
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And if you sprinkle what I give you over your golden eyes,
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Then you will lift up and rise above, and fly the night sky.
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I grew wings, yo' I grew wings within a matter of minutes,
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The rainbow feathered mad hatter of lyrics,
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Trying to find freedom and manage a buisiness,
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Serching for sunlight, trapped in a blizzard,
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It's like dungepons and dragons with M.C. Escher eyes,
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Dance in my dust storm, rent free enterprise,
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So let my emphasise the fact,
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That I'm a Jet Li chess piece bending rhymes back,
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To it's original position,
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So every track is an imperial dominion,
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I kick flip words in a Cancun cottage,
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And ride my flying fox over a bamboo forest,
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Now that's enjoying the high,
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Straight from the mouth of a boy who can fly,
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You can't hold me back or these housing tenements,
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Cause were ready and heavy like a thousand elephants,
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So welcome everybody to my caravan of courage,
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The Aussie Jack Sparrow, not a parrot talking rubbish,
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On my way back from the Degobah system,
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Writing rhymes to my heavy hearts rhythm,
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Listen, I don't chase the charts I make it last,
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and pedal my bike through blazing blades of grass,
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I'm that missing brick in the wall,
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That frees the butterflies so you can see the other side.
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[HOOK] overlay: "It's not gonna stop, it's never gonna stop!"
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"I'm fucking flying.. I'm fucking flying!!"
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At dusk I glide and fly through the violet light,
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Soak up the sweet symphony of the silent night,
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Venture through Vegas valley, fight with these vets,
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A calm and kingdom collage where cats collide on the clef,
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Catch crazy colourful characters creepin' in the canvas,
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I'm just swimmin' with the mermaids staying deep within Atlantis,
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It's that primo novelist action hero audience,
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Extraordinary gentlemen and Captain Nemo's Nautilus,
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I carry the flame over unravelling planes,
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Transit into transparent time travelling trains,
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Drove to 1984 with the cameras on,
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That ever growing snowball in this Animal Farm,
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Roam the night golf course in electrical storms,
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Swinging the 3-iron fighting whole sentinel swarms,
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'Til my pencil is worn and I'm etching to the sound,
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Gallop fast on rolling meadows that are stretching to the clouds,
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With a battle-axe, Shadowfax, swinging through Helm's Deep,
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A nightmare like the whole world living on Elm St,
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With a dodgy old economy when caught in this monopoly,
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Its the automatic airborne audio anomaly,
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Dropping these philosophies paint the face properly,
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Bliss n Eso's 2008 Space Odyssey,
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In a world run by digits with a glitch in The Matrix,
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We're all in the same boat but we're missing the mateship.
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Check it out.
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[HOOK]
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The Dark Tower
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| Bliss N Eso |
