Everything`s gonna be alright.

My feet is my only carriage
So I've got to push on through
But while I'm gone...

Everything's gonna be alright




Obba, obba, serving the hypocrites
As the would mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we've lost
Along the way
In this great future,
You can't forget your past







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