I was surrounded by a language In which I could say only hello And thank you very much But you spoke so I could understand And I drew a treasure map on your hand The map led to an island In a sea of store-bought dreams Where soulless singers sang Over beats built by machines And lovely girls were hovering Above my head like gulls With their long slender necks And their delicate skulls https://youtube/watch?v=X8hhTPdzYcA
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