Wilson taby ukulele według Phish

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Oh out near Stonehenge, I lived alone

 

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Oh out near Gamehendge, I chafed a bone

 

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Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you

 

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Wilson, Duke of Lizards, I beg it all trune for you

 

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Talk my duke a mountain, Helping Friendly Book

 

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Inasfar as fiefdom, I think you bad crook

 

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Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you

 

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Wilson, Duke of Lizards, I beg it all trune for you

 

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I talked to my son Roger, Rutherford the same

 

[or "I talked to Mike Christian, Rog and Pete the same"]

 

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When we had that meeting, over down near Game(henge)

 

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Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you

 

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Wilson, Duke of Lizards, I beg it all trune for you

 

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You got me back thinkin' that you're the worst one

 

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I must inquire, Wilson, can you still have fun?

 

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Oh, Wilson, can you still have fun?

 

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Oh, Wilson, can you still have fun?