Malcom Mooney - True Story lyrics

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Malcom Mooney - True Story lyrics

... we never knew how long time was Then he gradually emptied the cigarette out into an ashtray And it fell, the tobacco fell like grains of delicate snow And then he stuffed for about four, five minutes A rich mixture of Rough ... [?] Or maybe it was Golden Hut Or some of those fine tobaccos into a cigarette With some of that great... The great plant, you know the great plant The great plant, you know, grows every minute, every minute And there... I remember very well The great movement gesture Of his fingers as he lit The delicious fragrant smell Like honey Can you imagine the bees pollinating the great plant? As they fly sort of like bu*terfly Haphazardly and hither and thither Minding on the beautiful plant, s**ing its juices Ooh, to have those juices flowing through your veins like heavenly mist Oh, the beauty of India One day, one day I remembered The stars shinning so brightly I walked outside And there was a, a man standing in a corner With a blue sign on his hand Which I could not read, it was Arabic And I looked very carefully And he came up to me and he said: "Hey, hey you, would you like, would you like a little of the delicate brew that we make in the basement?" And I said "Well, what is the delicate brew?" He said: "Oh, nevermind, just come along" So I came along very, very cautiously, because, you know, the paranoia gets sets in sometimes And there we sat Mikhail [?] smiled with that sort of Mick Jagger smile "You got there, you got there!" [?] And there, he crumbled some kind of dust Like, like the dust of the old bones that rot away And he delicately pushed them, like, like-- Remember the old civil war? Maybe the Revolutionary War? Maybe, oh, the Armada, as they stuffed the fodder into the cannon? And the cannonball was shoved in very, very gently, so that it would explode as it was [noise made with mouth] down the barrel And then he cautiously, he cautiously... Oh, I can remember the smell [sniffs] As the fear lit And there And there it was The makings of a final episode In the lives of the, of the Space Rangers Remember Rocky Jones? I don't even remember Rocky Jones very well But Rocky Jones was a Space Ranger A very tall, smiling Space Ranger

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