_______________________________The island of mango mango_______________________________
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| A plane crashed into a pig at night |
| He tied me to a palm tree |
| Got behind me |
| Through ice stormy eye |
| I felt a boot |
| A touch of cap |
| A carrier bag |
| An empty box of broken horse |
| And I was carried away |
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| To cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango |
| To cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango |
| To cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango oh-oh-oh |
| To cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango |
| To cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango |
| To cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango oh-oh-oh |
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| Man grows the mango groves |
| And knows |
| That mangroves don't grow mangoes |
| But I don't go where man goes, |
| I go where the mangroves grow |
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| To cocoa city oh |
| Oh-oh-ode |
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| To the bodies we've made |
| To the bodies we've made |
| To the bodies we've made |
| The rotting vegitalians sunk among them |
| Slow soft sink in soil and |
| Set adrift below the surface |
| The crust cracked and gave way to the remains |
| Oh out filth flow |
| To where they come to rest |
| Against the edge |
| Bereft of reason |
| Amongst those groves |
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| Of cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango |
| Cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango |
| Cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango oh-oh-oh |
| Cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango |
| Cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango |
| Cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango oh-oh-oh |
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| Where man can go who can know |
| When wrath of totem takes |
| Through the eye of keyhole |
| To tango in an igloo to Django's banjo |
| With an orang-utan man in a kangaroo suit |
| And sad racoons sandles |
| While out on the road |
| I go vitaligo, wait till i go, vitaligo |
| To where the sea boils |
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| By cocoa city oh |
| Oh-oh-oh |
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| You are frustrated |
| And I am alone |
| And down at the talking fuck house |
| It bought its offspring |
| And made its home |
| And made its empire to stretch on forever |
| Amongst the mines |
| All pink and pretty and out of place |
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| In cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango |
| Cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango |
| Cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango oh-oh-oh |
| Cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango |
| Cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango |
| Cocoa city oh |
| On the island of mango mango oh-oh-oh |
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| Putrified animal deities |
| All wrapped in parachute sheets |
| That no man knows passed over |
| A pure ghost slid through |
| The hard black lentils of the mind |
| And out to the sea of |
| How we know this |
| It's time to go |
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| With the bodies we've made |
| With the bodies we've made |
| With the bodies we've made |
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