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[ti:Peacock Parasols] |
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[ar:Of Montreal] |
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Oh I woke up in divarrje |
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Pledging p p icycles and lamar |
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I don't even know |
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Heard about my love for fairy coquelicot oh oh oh oh oh oh |
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Oh I made crepes for p p sleep |
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He's in the astronomer naming a few beds that aren't far |
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Persuading him to sleep his dreams in jars oh oh oh oh oh |
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Plumy plum drops of pear shaped rain |
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And tear drops dripping pastly from peacock parasols |
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That obcure the mad procession |
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Oh oh oh |
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I modeled hoops of glass to console p p who buried his hands |
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But can't remember when |
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Even if he wears his hair like then |
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Oh oh oh |
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Is that coquelicot |
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Peering throagh the poppies |
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Peeping through the poppies |
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Oh oh oh coquelicot coquelicot |
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