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Waterbag
The milky globes of Sunday
The milky globes of Sunday
The son of a donkey
Is a son of donkey
Oooo we all come down the mountain accordingly
Oooo we all come down the mountain accordingly
With a good load, mind you Into a forgiving little town
One in a thousand look up
The rest get put in the stalls with the camels
Yeah, the rest get put in the stalls with the camels
There is a smile in the bean You can drop another waterbag from the treetops for a grin, yeah
You just might hear the ring calling you down
Down in the lucky dung and ashes Down where the lovers gamble and vomit
The approach could be so gentle Into a forgiving little town
But I got my ass kicked by a cow