Tonart: Eb major
Intro 1
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You
Verse 1
dig everything in life,
everything you've seen
Everywhere you've been you have been thinking
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Gm
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Gm
all of the time
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Gm
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Everything that's happened to you has
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been made or construed to brood
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Gm
At least passively in the life of
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the mind
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Verse 2
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So you dig memory is such nothing
gets away
Everything you touch finds a place deep
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Gm
inside your inner clutch
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And it seems gigantical scenes
pouring in from your outer dreams
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Wrinkle mental stuff in your
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own skully hutch
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And
Verse 3
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once you think it naught you
can do to stop you've simply got to cop
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Nevertheless the thought can
really wig you
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Like sometimes I'll go for a run there's
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nothing I expect to run to
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When all of the sudden the thought begins
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a feeling like in my brain
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There lives an alien and it gets funky then
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Then I think maybe I am just
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a little man in a space capsule
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Riding 'round in a balloon deep
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down inside my head
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(Some big old giant's head, dig?)
Verse 4
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I'm driving the running the motion sequence
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of running and pushing
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And pumping the oxygen deep in the plumbing
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sumping on to some- way
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Somehow keep on moving the
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giant keeping him pliant
Right now an arch typical
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synaptically of light a firing anatomical hit
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Is right now getting down, dig?
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Shooting a rapid fire sparkle chemical
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in the atmosphere, here
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And thinking that I'm thinking
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of thinking only makes me think a kink
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In a way that only goes to cite that
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Descartes was right! Ha- ha!
Verse 5
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So you dig everything in life,
everything you've seen
Everywhere you've been,
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Gm
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Gm
you have been thinking all of the time
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Gm
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Everything that's happened to you
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has been made or construed to brood
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At least passively in the life of the mind
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So
Verse 6
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you dig memory is
such nothing gets away
Everything you touch finds a place deep in
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Gm
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side your inner clutch
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Gm
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An d it seems gigantical scenes
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Gm
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pouring in from your outer dreams
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Bb
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Wrinkle men tal stuff in your own skully hutch
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