Tom: D
Intro:
Verse 1
One day in my odd past, I picked me up a transmission
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I turned the fission ignition, looking for the broadcaster
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And when I first touched some ground, they simply told me to leave
Was kinda hard to believe, 'cos there was no one around
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Chorus 1
This ain't the Planet of Sound
Verse 2
I had a talented wine, that land o' classical gas
And on the planet of glass they sent me skipping through time
I got to somewhere renowned for it's canals and colour of red
And lots of guys who shook their heads rythmically to resound
Chorus 2
Solo
Chorus 3/Outro
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