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| Walkin’ on The Sun
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It ain’t no joke I’d like to buy the world a toke
And teach the world to sing in perfect harmony
And teach the world to snuff the fires and the liars
Hey I know it’s just a song but it’s spice for the recipe
This is a love attack I know it went out but it’s back
It’s just like any fad it retracts before impact
And just like fashion it’s a passion for the with it and hip
If you got the goods they’ll come and buy it just to stay in the clique
Chorus:
So don’t delay, act now supplies are running out
Allow, if your still alive, six to eight years to arrive
And if you follow there may be a tomorrow but if
The offer’s shun, you might as well be walkin’ on the sun
Twenty five years ago they spoke out and they broke out
Of recession and opression and together they toked
And they folked out with guitars around a bonfire
Just singin’ and clapin’ man what the hell happened
Some were spell bound some were hell bound
Some they fell down and some got back up and
Fought against the melt down
And their kids are hippie chicks all hypocrites
Because fashion is smashin’ the true meaning of it
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It ain’t no joke when mamma’s hankercheif is soaked
With the tears because her baby’s life has been revoked
The bond is broke up so choke up and focus on the closeup
Mr. wizard can’t perform no God like hocus pocus
So don’t sit back kick back and watch the world get bushwacked
News at 10:00 your neighborhood is under attack
Put away the crack before the crack puts you away
You need to be there when your baby’s old enough to relate
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