Paroles Spiegel Song de Guggenheim Grotto (The)

Guggenheim Grotto (The)
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  • Artiste: Guggenheim Grotto (The)15969
  • Chanson: Spiegel Song
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Reality sits well with himIt's obvious, it's evidentHe never folds his armsHe lets them hangPicks his words as if he knewThe flat man hiding with a newHe never folds his armsHe lets them hangSo what's on his mindDoes it somersault like minePlay rabbit and weaselYeah, what's on his mindDoes he keep his head in lineen spiegelOh oh oh oh...Everyone has troubled thoughtsJesus wept, and Krishna foughtBut he never folds his armsHe lets them hangHe'll play them like a violinReality sits well with himBut he never folds his armsHe lets them hangSo what's on his mindDoes it somersault like minePlay rabbit and weaselYeah, what's on his mindDoes he keep his head in lineEn spiegelSo what's on his mindDoes it somersault like minePlay rabbit and weaselYeah, what's on his mindDoes he keep his head in lineEn spiegel

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