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2001 |
1. | Halfrabbit Halfdog |
2. | Six Holes On A Stick |
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4. | Trickybird |
5. | The Man, The King, The Girl, and the Spider |
6. | Witchery Glamour Spell |
7. | Queen Orca Wicca Wind |
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10. | Littleness |
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12. | Rat Attack |
13. | The Forty Fours |
14. | Halfmole Halfbird |
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When I was asleep
I saw my camel friend
When I go back
I want to see her again
Put the picture of what you want to dream
Under your pillow and have a good night
Ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba bye-bye
When I was alive
I had six children
When they come back
I want to see them again
Put a picture of me upon your wall
I stare at you and you have a good life
Ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba bye-bye
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The Man, The King, The Girl, and the Spider |
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Sunny sunny sunny sunny sunny sunnyside
Sunny sunny sunny sunny sunny sunnyside
Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme, big surprise
High in the sky the sunny skies, down on the ground the sunnyside
Feed me the pompom tree
Sicky sicky sicky sicky sicky raven pet (?)
Sicky sicky sicky sicky sicky raven pet (?)
Sticky sicky sticky sicky sticky (?)
High in the sky flies sticky bird, now he will smash this wonder world
Find that he spoke of mine (?)
Sunny sunny sunny sunny sunny sunnyside
Sunny sunny sunny sunny sunny sunnyside
Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme, big surprise
High in the sky the sunny skies, down on the ground the sunnyside
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Carry me
To you
Carriage me
There
Piggyback
King, queen
Tarny crown
Bendy branch
I'll break first
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When I was a girl
Crawling up the world
Little by little
Travelling so far
Moving through the stars
Little by little
When your hands are free
Someone feed my Christmas Tree
On the top I see
World is blessing me
Little by little
Wondering what's down
The corner going 'round
Little by little
When your hands are free
Someone feed my Christmas Tree
Now I've gotten old
The sky is growing cold
Little by little
Will they stop the world
Now unto this girl
Little by little
First of January
It is simply
Little by little
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