I didn't notice but it had
got very dark and I was really,
Really out of my mind.
Just then a policeman stepped
up to me and asked us said,
"Please, hey, would we care
to all get in line,
Get in line."
Well you know, They asked
us to stay for tea and have some fun,
Oh, oh, he said that his friends
would all drop by, ooh.
Why don't you take a good look
at yourself and describe what you see,
And Baby, Baby, Baby, do you
like it?
There you sit, sitting spare
like a book on a shelf rustin'
Ah, not trying to fight it.
You really don't care if they're
coming, oh, oh,
I know that it's all a state
of mind, ooh.
If you go down in the streets
today, Baby, you better,
You better open your eyes.
Folk down there really don't
care, really don't care, don't care, really don't
Which, which way the pressure
lies,
So I've decided what I'm gonna
do now.
So I'm packing my bags for
the Misty Mountains
Where the spirits go now,
Over the hills where the spirits
fly, ooh.
I really don't know.
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