You went out on the street without your shoes on
You didn't listen what your momma said
She said you won't feel the benefit, won't feel the benefit
And if we all went out without our shoes on
Tell me where would we be, where would we be
If all the people in the world lost their reason
What would we see, where would we be
If all the entertainers in the world lost their music
What would they play, what could they say
To pacify the crowd, to justify themselves
Won't feel the benefit
You're like a cloud behind the sun
Like the face behind the clown
You're moving like the wrinkles in a frown
And you can never look back
A leaf that's borne upon the wind
A cardboard suitcase in your hand
The wanderer soon returns
And finds the colour of the grass is just the same
would
white
where
wheel
tracks
together
street
smoke
smile
right
though
returns
reason
queen
finds
wanderer
favor
cloud
crowd
could
coffee
little
swinging
people
devil
suitcase
colour
their
benefit
dabble
behind
without
grass
world
drink
brazil
frown
gonna
listen
bandana
chances
break
entertainers
clown
mumbo
cardboard
better
float
borne
ganja
shoes
holiday
jumbo
house
punch
justify
momma
latin
number
sound
black
other
wrinkles
themselves
stinking
might
shave
moving
music
never
water
night
pacify
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