From The Greenhouse
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From The Greenhouse
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Standing room only at L.A.X.
I trade my ticket for some cigarettes
I won't believe it till they dissapear [sic]
The president's hiding on a submarine
See how he runs away from history
I won't believe it till they dissapear [sic]
I won't believe it till I dissapear [sic]
Chorus:
After all we've been through
Doesn't it seem a little funny to you
We should all shine from the violet blue
And now we're calling you
From the greenhouse
All of the warriers have gone away
I sit and watch the sky, waiting for the rain
I won't believe it till I dissapear [sic]
I won't believe it till I dissapear [sic]
I won't believe you till I dissapear [sic]
Chorus
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