Streets, Feel the air, friend
Can you smell, it's gonna snow
Snow is magical
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Streets, Feel the air, friend
Can you smell, it's gonna snow
Snow is magical
Snow is magical,
Especially the warm type;
Shame it's very rare.
Shame it's very rare
Yet that what make it's beauty
So precious to us
So precious to us
the little child with mucus
running down her nose.
Running down her nose,
I'm jumping from lip to lip;
She has a big face.
She has a big face.
She has a big ev'rything
In fact she's just big
In fact she's just big;
That elephant of mine, Ra
You should see her poop.
You should see her poop
In a spark of a moment
It can kill your nose
It can kill your nose
The immortal stench of the
Ebbing tide, painful.
Ebbing tide, painful
Jellyfish under my foot,
I hate the seaside!
I hate the seaside!
Why stand by and look; could be
Snorkeling instead.
Snorkeling instead,
Absorbed in pretty neon
While a shadow gains.
while a shadow gains
the sun slides away to hide
beneath the domain
Beneath the domain,
Of the king of Atlantis,
Lies the worlds last gnome.
Lies the world's last gnome,
Hardly ever tells the truth!
Can't trust even him.