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[00:21.73]With our fingers we make million holes
[00:27.73]We run and we fall into pot holes
[00:33.67]On a mission to savor the world oooh
[00:40.24]We peek at the sky through tree holes
[00:45.88]Comet oh damn it
[00:51.49]The comet comes hurtling down
[00:57.86]On a precious plot of earth
[01:09.61]Like the bugs in mother's flower bed
[01:14.32]We walk on long legs over the sea bed
[01:20.04]On our mission to save the world
[01:26.03]We need milk and cakes and a warm bed
[01:31.63]Comet oh damn it
[01:37.25]The comet comes hurtling down
[01:44.27]On a precious plot of earth
[01:56.09]Grey leaves are too much for any mother to handle
[02:04.34]A father must pull his black hat down over the eyes
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