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The Snake Lyrics

Join us
Come and join us

There is a path that's crystal clear
It guides the wise away from here
In summer's hazy atmosphere
Or wintertime
The more the merrier they say
The moors stretch out along the way
By glow of night, by light of day
Just read the signs

'Til we can see the smoke rise in the distance
Reminding us of home not far behind
Careering through the path of least resistance
We're going on a journey of the mind

From the town to the country
From the country to the town
Come and join us
Come and join us

From the valley to the hillside
From the upside to the down
Join us
Come and join us

A rush along a zigzag road
Surprised the d***ed, by mouth of toad
Ashop where you cannot reload
The way to hyde
The sixty-two or six two eight
Will do if you cannot be late
Sometimes the only choice to make
In wintertime

We gaze upon the face of the apollo
We know that we approach our journey's end
And still we will be home before tomorrow
But we will rise before we must descend
From the town to the country
From the country to the town
Come and join us
Come and join us

From the valley to the hillside
From the upside to the down
Join us
Come and join us

From the town to the country
From the country to the town
Come and join us
Come and join us

From the valley to the hillside
From the upside to the down
Join us
Come and join us

We hear the bells
They're ringinglow
We hear the bells
Join us
We hear the bells
Come and join us
We hear the bells
They're ringinglow
We hear the bells
Come to the valley
Join us
We hear the bells
Come to the valley
Come and join us
We hear the bells
Come to the valley
Come and join us
We hear the bells
They're ringinglow

From the town to the country
From the country to the town
Come and join us
Come and join us

From the valley to the hillside
From the upside to the down
Join us
Come and join us
From the town to the country
From the country to the town
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