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I'm a go down to the corner of Beach anddance in the street to the barnacle beatI'll stand in the traffic and whale and I'll danceand smile as the plastics trip as they glancemaybe they won't find me crazythe first ones to come are always the youngthey'll drop a baby at the sight of the sunthe youngies and the druggies and the pretties and the ugliestill the oldies come down and get what they've been wantingbring what you choose your roots and dancing shows your kazoos and kangarooswe've got nothing to loosesing your own tune or just sing alongplay your grass flute we cannot go wrongrip em off the groundshow em our soundshow em how to drownI'm a go down to the carnival streetStand on my hands and smoke with my feetI'm a go down to the merry go round.... Aus Songtexte Mania