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Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds
by The Beatles
Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green,
Towering over your head.
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,
And she's gone.
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Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Ah... Ah...
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies,
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers,
That grow so incredibly high.
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore,
Waiting to take you away.
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds,
And you're gone.
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Lucy in the sky with diamonds ...
Ah ... Ah ...
Picture yourself on a train in a station,
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties,
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile,
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
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Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Ah... Ah...= BROKEN GLASSES
Picture yourself there outside the Dakota,
With Yoko, in west-side Manhattan, NY,
Suddenly someone appears from the shadows,
The man with the far-away eyes.
In this weird moment, the world stands quite still,
Everything's drifting away,
I look at the man who's extending his hand ...
With a gun.
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Is this really how I will die?
Is this really how I will die?
Is this really how I will die?
Follows behind you, cries out, "Mr Lennon!"
You look back, his gun kicks, you feel burning pain,
Somebody screams as you drop to the sidewalk;
You pray he won't shoot you again.
Cop-car with siren arrives on the scene,
Waiting to take you away,
Lie in the back while your life drips away,
Then you're gone...
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Is this truly how I shall die? ...
Picture yourself looking down on a sidewalk,
At shattered, red spectacles lying close by,
Yoko prays, clasping your head to her breast while
The man reads The Catcher In The Rye.
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On December eighth, nineteen eighty, solitary psychopath Mark David Chapman snuffed out 'Mr. Lennon'.