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Hey you

What (are) you doing there?

Come back to the ground ‘cause it just ain’t fair

Later, I want to hang around

And I’m not getting down

So hold on in there



Broken floors and prickled eyes

They took me back to paradise

But everyone kept knocking on my door

Posh Motels, fancy cars

A blue bird stroke in my guitar

While everyone keeps knocking on my door



All day I’ve been here on my own

Waiting for things to turn my way

And sometimes I just want to brake away

I want to see the world in my own way



Colored walls, turning signs

I held it up and rolled the dice

While everyone kept knocking on my door

I see it all, but I can’t move

Hey, there’s nothing I can do

So please stop knocking on my door



This trip can’t wait

I’m in outer space

Maybe you can do the same

This trip is long

It carries on

And my advice is mind your way



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