Vibes are all around
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Can't you see it in my face
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If you feel it raining down
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Then you should find
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A better place
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Never seek to cause no trouble
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But to understand instead
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Not to burst another's bubble
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Or to occupy their bed
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It's raining down
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Never suffer silent violence
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Like needles to the head
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'Cos the consciousness is
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Altered by the things you've
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Heard and done and said
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So break into the brainspace
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Take chances with the heart
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It takes a lot of soul to never
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Rub another's rhubarb
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In our cosmic panacea
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There's no verbal diorrhea
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Relayed direct for you to OK it
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'Cos we say it like we play it
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Advice on how to live straight thru
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My ears just like a sieve
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Create a space for what you are
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A state ecalled operation rhubarb
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It's raining down good vibes
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Because we are the people
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That is you, I and everybody in this
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Place...we are the people
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It's raining down good vibes
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No time to whine in misery. Let
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Positivity shine in a state of trance
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Ideas advance and amplify the vibe
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Reaching lower lows and higher highs
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There's more than meets the eye
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It's electra glide in overdrive
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So kiss this guy goodbye
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The only rule: There are no rules
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Just let yourself tune in
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Use your vision to fool the fools
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Then you're crooning
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Your own schooling
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So we take away the greed
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Never let another starve
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Plant a seed to feed the needy
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Never rub another's rhubarb
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We are the people
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That is you, I and everybody in this
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Place...We are the people!
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Another Man's Rhubarb
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Pop Will Eat Itself |