Misty Mountain Hop
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Walkin' in the park just the other day, baby
What d'ya, what d'ya think I saw
Crowds of people sittin' on the grass
with flowers in their hair said, "Hey, boy, do you wanna score"
And y'know how it is
I really don't know what time it was, whoa-ho-ho
So I asked 'em if I could stay a while
I didn't notice but it had got very dark and I was really
really outta my mind
Just then, a policeman stepped up to me
Asked us, said, please, hey, would we care
to all get in line, get in line
Well, y'know, they asked us to stay for tea and have some fun
Ho-ho-ho, he said that his friends would all drop by
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Why don't you take a good look at yourself
and describe what you see
and baby, baby, baby, do ya like it
There you sit, sittin' spare like a book on a shelf rustin'
Ah, not tryin' to fight it
You really don't care if they're comin', whoa-ho-ho
I know that it's only a state of mind
Oh, whoa, whoa, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
If you go down in the streets today, baby, you better
you better open your eyes, whoa, whoa, yeah
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 packin' my bags for the Misty Mountains
where the spirits go, now
Woo-over the hills where the spirits fly
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo-ooh
I really don't know, know, know, know, know, know, know
I really don't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I really don't know
Moby Dick
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