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Ichiban Blues
One Ticket to Tokyo on a boat, Wood on a wave I hear that Steven sleeps with the stingrays now, So I fashioned a history book into a sail as the Japanese wind seemed to blow these words in
I Came to Kyoto where now he Is on display, Plated glass, no one dare ask him If his life is a picnic it?s clear as he points to the headphones that howl the words the wind sang upon arrival
Itchy Ichiban blue son Itchy Ichiban blue son
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Why does he need to come out here? There are museums in Oklahoma.
Could the lines in his hand have proposed this plan? I measured the footsteps outside temple walls, and then juggled some sand ?til I saw him again
He Keeps a white candle in his hair And now works with clay, Wax drips down upon the panda cow that he has made
Itchy Ichiban blue son Itchy Ichiban blue son
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