There's a story about this kid named Sid And he was born to be wild I save cigarette butts for a monkey In a mountain and I looked around Some kind of friend went out one night Walking in the premarital world the wicked world Don't you ever wear my clothes again
Stars on Parade!
When I was a little happy Happy, happy, happy You wanted to be somebody But you ain't no [funk?] Bomb bursting in air Gave proof through the night Jail babe don't you know i can't Hovering comes to mind Somehow describing hovering becomes Important in a cold hard world It's [a very?] like a rose, like a rose Like a monkey in a blue bayou Like a complete unknown Like the wild wind blowing in the stars I'm looking for a nice girl There was this big guy Since I lost my smile And your heart is weary
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