At 11:06, my watch stopped ticking
My telephone started to ring
The
Goodbye, my 4-Track
Goodbye, microphones
No more songs about noodles and fish
No
Tuesday night, down on main street
Looking for some ice
Lizard and Fish, oh, what a pair
One lived underwater and
I could be a politician
Roll my socks up and go
Yeah...
Take off your space suit
Take off your raincoat
Take off your
The standard metric system measures distances and weights
For mass and
You can make huge coins materialize
Shoot fireballs out of your
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