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Simon Garfunkel Parsley Sage Rosemary And Thyme

The path before my lies And the pattern never alters Until the rat dies And the pattern still remains On the wall where darkness fell And it's fitting

? Is life within the business world a drag? Did your boss just mention that you'd better shop around To find yourself a more productive bag? Are you worried and

: Cloudy The sky is gray and white and cloudy Sometimes I think it's hanging down on me And it's a hitchhike a hundred miles I'm a raga-muffin child

get stoned I been Mick Jaggered, silver daggered Andy Warhol, won't you please come home? I been mothered, fathered, aunt and uncled Been Roy Haleed and Art Garfunkeled

edition of the news, good night. Silent night, holy night All is calm, all is bright Round yon virgin mother and child Holy infant so tender and

doo, feeling groovy Ba da da da da da da, feeling groovy I got no deeds to do No promises to keep I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep Let

get stoned I been Mick Jaggered, silver daggered Andy Warhol, won't you please come home? I been mothered, fathered, aunt and uncled Been Roy Haleed and Art Garfunkeled

wall Casts an image dark and small But I'm not sure at all it's my relfection I am blinded by the light Of God and truth and right And I wander in

down? Is life within the business world a drag? Did your boss just mention that you'd better shop around To find yourself a more productive bag? Are you worried and