Tin Man

Sometimes late when things are real

And people share the gift of gab between themselves

Some are quick to take the bait

And catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelves



But oz never did give nothing to the tin man

That he didn't, didn't already have

And cause never was the reason for the evening

Or the tropic of sir galahad.



So please believe in me

When i say i'm spinning round, round, round, round

Smoke glass stain bright color

Image going down, down, down, down

Soapsuds green like bubbles



Oh, oz never did give nothing to the tin man

That he didn't, didn't already have

And cause never was the reason for the evening

Or the tropic of sir galahad



So please believe in me

When i say i'm spinning round, round, round, round

Smoke glass stain bright color

Image going down, down, down, down

Soapsuds green like bubbles



No, oz never did give nothing to the tin man

That he didn't, didn't already have

And cause never was the reason for the evening

Or the tropic of sir galahad



So please believe in me




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