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Correct Again Lyrics
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Pan Galactic
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Correct Again
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The fool, he pleads again He’s taken to his knees again The Queen, she shows again His cup, she overflows again His roses thrive again His garden’s come alive again It’s filled with birds again his pen is filled with words again His little bauble’s dubbed ‘Sir Much’ His stone gets rubbed back into touch His old clothes fit again his wit somehow gets lit again His marotte’s mind reflects his own It’s seated deeply in her throne She seems impressed again But she says “it’s all in jest” again He winds the world again Her canvas is unfurled again he spies a crack again He flies her union jack again The tale is told again her chest is full of gold again Her breeze, it blows again There’s feeling in his prose again She lashes down the central mast The favor gets returned at last Who would have guessed again? His compass points due west again He steers her from both fore and aft But neither seems to float her craft He roams the docks again With warm rum on the rocks again The shepherd buys the myth Though he be mortal mere again This goddess he lies with She whispers in his ear again His wooly brain gets tickled By the hand of Fate again Her cloistered walls get knocked up Now his crook’s gone straight again Spinning the coarse yarn With his brothers in the hood again He ties one on, and says a bit more than he should again To prove he doesn’t play the liar He palms the pearl again Her jovial sire’s so filled with ire He’d like to hurl again And again, and again, and again Olympian skies are rent As niter bolts fly through again His herding tool gets bent His prospects become few again Clothing her shell, she fares him well And leaves him naught to smell but ewe again His blood, it heats again His heart, it finally beats again He squeals like Pan again He feels like half a man again he throws his shoes again He’s bare-hooved with his muse again He jigs and reels again His head’s over her heels again He slept until a quarter passed A grain in Saturn’s hourglass The play can start again ‘cause Eros hit his heart again And how could such a florid faun Not turn this maiden’s iron on? And he may yet again But she’s playing hard to get again
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