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1969
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(Mason)

A sea of green, a sky of blue
It's their time
All things to do
I see your face before me
and I'm wond'ring is it you
Looking thru the window where there isn't any view
So I'm taking from the chandelier
A crystal just for you

The music plays
the pheasant stays
A plane in the sky
Reality passing by
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1969 Island Music Ltd., London, England
TRO-Essex Musix, Inc., New York

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In a Shanghai Noodle Factr'y
Place where I once used to be
No where doing nothing
People there were made of steel
Tiny cogs in one big wheel
Turning never learning

Had to make a break
And soon I had to wake up feeling stronger, feeling stronger
In my island of dreams, with impossible schemes

In a Shanghai Noodle Factr'y


Place where I once used to be
No where doing nothing
People there were made of cans
Packed like roosters in a pen
Crowing, never knowing

Had to make a break
I knew I couldn't fake it any longer
Everything just aches
Soon I'd have to wake up feeling stronger, feeling stronger
In my island of dreams, with impossible schemes

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Something's Got a Hold of My Toe

[No lyrics]

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(Winwood/Capaldi)

Withering tree, bearing no fruit
Never will see an evergreen suit
Reaching right out, out for the sun
Broken old branches, fall one by one
Into the arms of eternity

Fighting the fish up from the deep
Oh how I wish the lake would not sleep
Following dreams into the blue
There you will see, hidden from view
Trees in the arms of eternity
Into the arms of eternity
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F.S. Music Ltd (PRS) & Island Music Ltd. (PRS)
All rights on behalf of F.S. Music Ltd. admin by
Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp (BMI)

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Pretty Polly Possum what's wrong with you?
Your body's kind a weak
and you think there's nothing we can do
Good Golly Polly shame on you
Cause Molly made a stew that'll make a newer girl out of you

So follow me, its good for you
That good old fashioned Medicated Goo
Ooo, aint' it good for you?
My own homegrown recipe'll see you thru

Freaky Freddy Frolic had some, I know


He was last seen picking green flowers in a field of snow
Get ready Freddy, they're sure to grow
Mother nature just blew it
and there's nothing really to it I know

Aunty Franny Prickett and Uncle Lou
They made some Goo
Now they really sock it to their friends
Frantic friends and neighbors charge the door
They caught a little whiff
Now they're digging it and seeking more

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(Bricusse/Newley)

Bird flying in the sky, you know how I feel
Sun shinin' in the sky, you know how I feel
Breeze drifting on by, that's what I mean
It's a new dawn
It's new day
It's a new life for me
And I'm feelin' good
Bird flying high and you know how I feel
Sun up in the sky, you know how I feel
(?), that's what I mean
It's a new dawn
It's new day
It's a new life for me
And I'm feelin' good
Dragonfly out in the sun, you know how I feel
Butterflies all having fun, you know how I feel
Sleep in peace when day is done, that's what I mean
It's a new dawn
It's new day
It's a new life for me
And I'm feelin' good
Birds flying in the sky, you know how I feel
Sun shinin' in the sky, yes, you know, you know how I feel
(?), you know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's new day
It's a new life for me
Oh yes, and I'm feelin'
Oh yes, and I'm feelin'
Oh yes, and I'm feelin' good

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(Malone/Scott)

Blind man
Standing on the corner
Crying out the blues
And I don't need a dollar
And don't give me a dime
Until you bring back that little girl of mine
I can't let her go
I'm hooked I can't let her go
People try to tell me stop crying
And find you someone new
'Cause when that good Lord made one woman
Halleluja!
Don't you know he made two
But I can't let her go
I'm hooked I can't let her go
I can't let her go Lord
I can't let her go
He lifted up his head toward heaven
And said, Lord, I'd rather die
Then let a no-good woman
Make me stand on this corner and cry
Lord knows I'm living in a world of darkness
But that don't bother me
And until I find that sweet little girl of mine
Lord knows, I just don't want to see
I can't let her go
I'm hooked I can't let her go
Won't somebody please help the blind
I can't let her go

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