Soon it will be the phase of
the moon
When people tune in
Every girl knows about the
punctual blues
But who's to know the power
Behind our moves
A day of coincidence with the radio
And a word that won't go away
We know what they'r all going to say
"G" arrives, funny, had a feeling he
was on his way
(Chorus)
We raise our hats to the
strange phenomena
Soul birds of a feather
flock together
We raise out hats to the
hand a-moulding us
Sure 'nuf-he has the answer
He has the answer
Om mani padme hum.
You pick up a paper,
you read a name
You go out, it turns up again and again
You bump into a friend you haven't seen
For a long time
Then into another you only thought
about last night
You hear your sister calling for you
But you don't know where from
You know there's something wrong
But you don't want to believe in a premonition
(Chorus)
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