procol harum – barnyard story lyrics
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chicken in the farmyard, there’s an oven in your bin
you’re growing old with sorrow, you’re growing fat with sin
i was living in the graveyard, i was hanging from the wall
i was living in the desert, i was trying not to fall
once i stood upon olympus, then the heavens opened wide
i beheld that flaming chariot and i saw the sacred bride
now and then my life seems truer, now and then my life seems pure
all in all, my thoughts are fewer – maybe death will be my cure
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