Come in', Emma
Change your shoes
Have some tea
What's the news?
The weather's awful
Clouds and all
It's a hard rain
A-gonna fall.
I saw a man
A rose he had
Tatooed in purple
On his head.
I saw another
Wrapped in red
Ice-cold eyes
And smelling bad.
Come on, Emma
Change your tune
Have a joint
And touch the moon.
It's all polluted,
And you know
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Satelites' debris
That come and go.
Laser beaming
From outer space
Death rays runnin'
In Satan's race.
Who wins the cup?
O, Rock my soul!
It's a hard rain
A-gonna fall.
Come on, Emma
Have a seat
Drink some whisky
And cut that shit.
You're not the first
And you won't last
But I won't wake you
If dream you must.
The sun is high
The sky is blue
It's beautiful
And so are you.
Dream of all
That you may lack
And Mother Earth
Will take you back
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המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.