(Gold-Lloyd-Echolette)
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At the edge of the moon there's a lonely man
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And he blows on his horn as strong as he can
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And the girl at the bar wipes the breath
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Of winter away with a smile of her face
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And a little black dog barks along with a loon
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Is this my appointment or did i come too soon
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Got a strange invitation for tea time
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'twas given by somebody I can't recall
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It's the middle of the riddle, it's not very serious
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It's nothing but a big surprise
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And the president's horse is a rabbit of course
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That is living in a big boy's mind
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Living in a big boy's mind
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And I skate on a knife on a wire
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That is strung from this song to a distant shore
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And then I say
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Intuition is just another phase of chance
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While we're crawling through the old pyramid's floors
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(little pharaohs)
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And the little black dog, here it comes again
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It's a true companion in a foreign land
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On a quest for the valley of boojums
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And birthdays and phonecalls I cannot recall
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All of man shan't talk to the one at the helm
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And the man at the helm shall talk to no one
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Shall talk to no one at all
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(Rule 42)
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And a horse is a rabbit of course
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(yes, indeed)
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Yes, a horse is a rabbit of course
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Middle Of The Riddle
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Alphaville |