Tin Man

Sometimes late
 When things are real
 And people share the gift of gab
 Between themselves
 Some are quick
 To take the bait
 And catch the perfect prize
 That waits among the shells
 But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
 
 That he didn't, didn't already have
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 And cause never was the reason for the evening
 Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
 So please believe in me
 When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
 Smoke glass stain'd bright colors
 Image going down, down, down, down
 Soaps a green like bubble
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 Oh Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
 That he didn't, didn't already have
 And cause never was the reason for the evening
 Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
 So please
 Believe in me
 When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
 Smoke glass stain'd bright colors
 Image going down, down, down, down
 Soaps a green like bubble
 ♪
 No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
 That he didn't, didn't already have
 And cause never was the reason for the evening
 Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
 So please
 Believe in me
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