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La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la-la-la, la
La-la-la-la, la, la-la
Birds permeate my black forgotten
Listen two girls sing fire songs
To the dying flames
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La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la-la-la, la
The lessons I've learned are leaking from me
The birds do not blemish all the sky
For the aeroplane
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La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la-la-la, la
Let's hang from the wires
We can be brothers
Let's swing from the wires
We can be brothers
Let's spring for the seabed
Let's hope we'll never see it
Thе snails on the Queen's head
The whalе bone isn't needed
Follow the owl map instruction
Shrink and expand according to
The tunnel view
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La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la-la-la, la
La-la-la-la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la-la-la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la-la-la, la
La-la-la-la, la, la-la
The wasp is called to the weeping flower
The wasp is called to the weeping wand
The ice is so icy
And I don't know why
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