And with a faint taste of cigarettes you write hallelujah songs. 
 
Ain’t it wonderful feeling alright 
So I tickle up your backbone. 
 
And at the break of day you sink into dream, you dreamer 
 
On a date by a chocolate lake 
Down by the rotary 
Past town at the edge 
Looking down at butterflies 
 
And at the break of day you sink into dream, you dreamer

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