Текст песни The Land Of Go - April March
Come
with
me,
honey,
To
the
land
of
go.
Ain't
stoppin'
nowhere,
Ain't
goin'
slow.
There's
wheat
and
thistle,
In
the
land
of
go,
And
many
gristle,
By
the
fire's
glow.
You'll
feel
so
woozy,
Come
along
with
me.
The
Earth
looks
juicy,
Underneath
your
feet.
Hoot
owl
and
possum,
Will
guide
you
there,
Past
yawning
chasm,
And
hornet's
lair.
Down
by
the
corn
wall,
On
a
morning
glee,
Here
come
us
singing,
While
the
backhoes
cree.
You'll
find
your
quarters,
Underneath
a
tree.
Just
hang
your
chainmail,
In
the
salty
breeze.
Touch
not
the
dial,
On
the
radio.
Its
set
for
laughter,
Anywhere
you
go.
Won't
you
come
with
me,
To
the
land
of
go?
Just
put
your
hat
on,
Cuz
it's
time
to
go.
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