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Vārdi: Tragically Hip. Don't Wake Daddy.

Sled dogs after dinner
Close their eyes on the howlin' wastes
Kurt Cobain, reincarnated
Sighs and licks his face

Then they drift past strips
Of Serengeti and the gates
Of Sleepy Hollow too
You can pause in wonder
They paused in wonder and
Yea, I paused in wonder too
Just don't wake daddy, no

They can lay their heads
On their futon beds
So many miles from home
You can teach your children
Some fashion sense and they
Fashion some of their own

For when the policy weary commune
On the untamed land
Through white sheers
Whispers in their ears
You're damned
Don't wake daddy, just don't
[Incomprehensible]

You can stuff your void with the asteroid
That's hurtlin' toward the earth
You can drop the bomb
That restores some calm
Then promises rebirth
Just don't wake daddy, don't wake daddy

It's the perfect time now
For an eclectic choice
They're all asleep but us now
It's time to hear your voice

Sing to end all songs to end all songs
Sing to end all songs to end all songs
Sing to end all songs to end all songs
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