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I see the bad moon arising.
I see trouble on the way.
I see earthquakes and lightnin'.
I see bad times today.

CHORUS:
Don't go around tonight,
Well, it's bound to take your life,
There's a bad moon on the rise.

I hear hurricanes ablowing.
I know the end is coming soon.
I fear rivers over flowing.
I hear the voice of rage and ruin.

CHORUS
All right!

Hope you got your things together.
Hope you are quite prepared to die.
Looks like we're in for nasty weather.
One eye is taken for an eye.

CHORUS
CHORUS
 
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Down and out in London
Los Angeles
And Paris too
I drank a river
In my time
To get on through

Well the night
It rise above you, rise above me
And the blues
They swirl around me

To the heart of soul
You gotta bleed a little while you sing
Less the words
Don't mean no thing
Gotta get to the heart of soul
Gotta get to the heart of soul

Get to the hip now baby
'Fore the hip get to you -- lil' woman
Try to bend me out of shape
Can't tell me what to do

Well the night it rise above me
And those blues
They swirl around me

From the delta
Down on the river
Gonna, gonna, gonna go now baby
Gonna find a little bit of heart of soul now baby, yeah
We need some heart of soul
In the world today now
A little bit of heart of soul now
In the world today
A little bit of soul
A little bit of heart of soul
A little heart of so, so, so, so, soul

What I want
Is a heart of soul
What I want
What I need
Is a heart of soul now
What I want
Heart of soul yeah
What I want baby is a heart of soul

You got the heart, you got the soul
You got the heart of soul

You got the power, you got the heart
You got the soul
 
Sometimes late when things are real
And people share the gift of gab between themselves
Some are quick to take the bait
And catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelves

But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad.

So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsuds green like bubbles

Oh, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad

So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsuds green like bubbles

No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad

So please believe in me
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Broken bicycles,
Old busted chains,
With busted handle bars
Out in the rain.
Somebody must
Have an orphanage for
All these things that nobody
Wants any more
September's reminding July
It's time to be saying good-bye.

Summer is gone,
Our love will remain.
Like old broken bicycles
Out in the rain.

Broken Bicycles,
Don't tell my folks;
There's all those playing cards
Pinned to the spokes,
Laid down like skeletons
out on the lawn.
The wheels won't turn
When the other has gone.
The seasons can turn on a dime,
Somehow I forget every time;
For all the things that you've given me
Will always stay
Broken, but I'll never throw them away
 
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