Analyzer Smith Unplugged Lyrics
The little child plays in the garden
It can hardly wait for summer
Little child it picks flowers
And it brings them to its mother (hello mother) into the kitchen for on sniffing
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In the garden plays the little kiddy
It builds for the ants between the flowers little cities
In the garden plays the little neighbourschild
And its hairs are actually flowing in the summer-wind
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(time for a guitar solo)
And its hairs are flowing in the summer-wind
(of which has plenty in this part of the world)
Analyzer Smith, Analyzer Smith
Analyzer-Analyzer Smith, Analyzer Smith
Sometimes I think it would be quite nice
If something of Analyzer would be in me. (it was me)
That is also one so has been but that is some time ago. (so damn ago)
And Analyzer, my neighbourschild, you are always so good upon
I eat the kid of my neighbour up
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(fire)
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