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Some call this happy valley rock Play I some music lord I hope I won't come on too strong You can't refuse it, yeah But you know you might be wrong You could call it reggae You could call it rock and roll Come on, get ready There's a big ball going to roll You'd better get up brother, up brother, up brother, up yeah Don't you go too far You'd better come down brother, down brother, down brother, down yeah Like a shooting star I had a dream oh yeah, in 1973 Dreamt a spaceship lord, came down to deliver me It was big and white And it come-on-on-on-on-on a long, long way, oh yeah A black star liner, yeah? Well, you know, I could not say But it took me up brother, up brother, up brother, up yeah Took me far Then it brought me down brother, down brother, down brother, down yeah Like a shooting star Skidubidy-yah, skidubidy-yah, skidubidy-yah, skidubidy-yah Skidubidy-yah, dubidy, dubidy, yeah, yeah, yeah Sken, sken, sken, sken, sken, sken, sken Lord, no, no, no Still play my music I hope I don't come on too strong You can refuse it, Lord, but you know, you might be wrong You could call it reggae You could call this Rock'n roll Hey, come on, get ready, 'cause there's a big ball going to roll You'd better get up brother, up brother, up brother, up lord Don't you go too far You'd better come down brother, down brother, down brother, down Lord Like a shooting star Skidubidy-yah, skidubidy-yah, skidubidy-yah, skidubidy-yah Skidubidy-yah, dubidy, dubidy, yeah, yeah, yeah Sken, sken, sken, sken, sken, sken, sken Lord, no, no, no
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