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Sixties spirits reside in my soul
Terrific trails lead to perfect peace
Racing thoughts grant infinite power
Astronomical feelings soar freely
Wishing for a return of aquarius
Beauty flows with eclectic wonders
Explosions of bountiful vibes occur
Raging hearts connect with a vengeance
Radiant beings are celebrating on center stage
Youthful innocence floods with tears of hope

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Intrepid scalawags stand strong and prosper
Night creatures multiply with bewitching trickery
Cutthroat invaders have no effect whatsoever
Exceptional wanderers discover immense surprises
Novelty experts share all their goofy gimmicks
Simpletons finally embrace their halfwit status
Esoteric messengers wink as they burst in glee

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"17" mystical pathways... :):):)

DREAM~~~DARE~~~DIVE!!! :):):)


groovin' with Strawberry Alarm Clock
with their classic "Incense and Peppermints"



Good sense, innocence, cripplin' and kind.
Dead kings, many things I can't define.
Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind.
Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme.

Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.

Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns.
Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around.
Look at yourself, look at yourself,
Yeah, yeah.
Look at yourself, look at yourself,
Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah.

Tune-a by the cockeyed world in two.
Throw your pride to one side, It's the least you can do.
Beatniks and politics, nothing is new.
A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view.

Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.

Good sense, innocence, crippled and kind.
Dead kings and many things I can't define.
Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind.
Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme.

Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.

Incense, peppermints, incense, peppermints.

Sha-la-la, sha-la-la....