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Summon'd by a call, buried in us all Anyone can see what it means to me Finally 'companied in omniverse Dreaming sweet in C Governed by a mean commonwealth unseen Pirates in denial plundered every file Lo, with misbegotten woe to burn Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Knowledge wasn't power if it couldn't flex its muscle every hour Christopher Columbus killed exactly how he thrilled Una ciudad submarina Loco comprendo si es cierto Necesito explicar una cosa Interesante At 300 hours, a melange of mirages Appeared out of nowhere Fully tantamount to mystery lights So the yacht steered to go there Cool breeze from the ghost ship, Tears of Allah The passengers shout out a "Holla!" "Shalom!" "Voila!" "Haha!" The Mediterranean protects Atlantises Projected by ancient praying mantises Blue holes hold a wealth of clues Depending upon a scuba divers' points of views See, we have to choose what we have to lose Weakened all weekend by shots of booze At the Bamboo Shack a Goombay Punch Moreso encourages holding a lunch Hast thou marine iguanas in the Bahamas & Or is that more of a Galapagos thing? Darwin acquiesced to the best a priori Bermuda FM's immortal Crustacean king Trust when they learned it was combustible They had to thrust deeper into the impossible Beyond killer feels, past electric eels Resort hotels with eclectic deals Resisting all of Neptune's appeals Finally, quoth the Shark Lady "In a coral reef near the floor of the sea Sits a chest blessed with three skeleton keys These should grant you access to pass with ease" Orichalcum was the beat of the hour With a certain magical, edible flower Under thick glass domes (Late quesadillas) Upon the ocean bed (resultan en pesadillas y sueños) People busted rhymes (fantasticos) About the Day of the Dead Orichalcum was the beat of the hour One supermetal with all the power Dip a submarine (Es peligroso) Ride a motorbike (volar en interiores) Take a vacuum train (No helicoptóeros) To any place that you like Native Lucayans explained Displacing ions anointing vampires With dandelions Teas brewed, stirring up Yeezus Bewitching a Jesus Suggesting The Beatles Couldn't please us! Silent platinums sold Coronation for a ruler of measuring things A nation burdened by infinite wings Da Vinci's cartwheels ambidextrous MJ thought that Bey was too dangerous Elvira cast spells to sell hex appeal Madonna was real! At the risk of waxing pedantic They declared the taxing romantic Junglas spilling milkshakes kneeled in prayer Thick lipstick everywhere Gold, black, and aquamarine Flanked R.M.S. Philistine Nickel-Lead-Bronze-Copper-Zinc-Graphene In place of gasoline In and around the Atlantic Gyre Rumors trickled down the wire Dolphins spread the fateful secret well From April 1912 Papa Smurf surveyed the turf Of raging surf wars and star bores The Doors all but opposed to closing old shores Summon'd by a call buried us all Yes, they were blinded by light White Star Line, goodnight Navigating constellations So numerous and bright Anyone can see what it means to me
Writer(s): Joseph Hawley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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