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Текст (слова) песни: Phish - The Mango SongSpasm waiter dropping to his knees, sees
Slander on wrap paper ties
Lifting up his head he feels the sunlight in his eyes
Grasp a kettle top and shoot the breeze, please
Ramble while slop scraper sighs
Tossing in his bed at night he`ll dream until he dies
Operations at the sink
The dribble liquid visible beneath his troubled eyes
Feels it tilt and start to slide
Mask a pretty hopper`s foot with squeeze cheese
Dangle some grape apple pies
Tranquil and serene until he runs out of supplies
Your hands and feet are mangos
You`re gonna be a genius anyway
Your hands and feet are mangos
You`re gonna be a genius anyway
[All three verses superimposed upon one another]
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