An extraordinary guy Can never have an ordinary day, He might live a long goodbye But that is not for me to say I dig his friends, I dig his shoes But he is just a child with nothing to lose But his mind
They are sleeping while they dream And then they want to be adored They who don't say what they mean Will live and die by their own sword. I dig their friends, I dig their shoes But they are like a child with nothing to lose In their minds, their minds.
But I'll have my way In my own time I'll have my say My star will shine
Cos you see me I got my Magic Pie Think of me yeah that was me I was that passer by I've been and now I've gone.
There are but a thousand days preparing for a thousand years Many minds to educate and people who have disappeared D'you dig my friends? D'you dig my shoes? I am like a child with nothing to lose but my mind My mind
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