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"Oscar Wilde Gets Out" Freedom for the scapegoat leaving Reading Jail Rheumy eyes just pierced his heart like crucifixion nails Shaking fists and razors gleamed, you never stood a chance When the ink ran red on Fleet Street You turned your eyes to France...

Daydream, I fell asleep amid the flowers for a couple of hours on a beautiful day Daydream, I dreamed of you amid the flowers for a couple of hours, such a beautiful day! I dreamed of the places I've been with you how we sat with the stream flowing by...

"Daydream Believer" Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings Of the bluebird as she sings. The six o'clock alarm would never ring. But it rings and I rise, Wipe the sleep out of my eyes. My shavin' razor's cold and it stings. Cheer up, Sleepy Jean. Oh, what...

I went out to the hazel wood, Because a fire was in my head, And cut and peeled a hazel wand, And hooked a berry to a thread; And when white moths were on the wing, And moth-like stars were flickering out, I dropped the berry in a stream And caught a...

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