Album : The Kick Inside
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Soon it will be the phase of the moon
When people tune in
Every girl knows about the punctual blues
But who's to know the power behind our moves?

A day of coincidence with the radio
And a word that won't go away
We know what they're all going to say
"G arrives, funny, had a feeling he was on his way"

We raise our hats to the strange phenomena
Soul-birds of a feather flock together
We raise our hats to the hand molding us
Sure 'nuff he has the answer
He has the answer, he has the answer

Om mani padme, om mani padme
Om mani padme hum

You pick up a paper, you read a name
You go out, it turns up again and again
You bump into a friend you haven't seen for a long time
Then into another you only thought about last night

You hear your sister calling for you
But you don't know where from
You know there's something wrong
But you don't want to believe in a premonition

We raise our hats to the strange phenomena
Soul-birds of a feather flock together
We raise our hats to the hand molding us
Sure 'nuff he has the answer
He has the answer, he has the answer

Om mani padme, om mani padme
Om mani padme hum
Soon it will be the phase of the moon   When people tune in   Every girl knows about the punctual blues   But who's to know the power behind our moves?      A day of coincidence with the radio   And a word that won't go away   We know what they're all going to say   "G arrives, funny, had a feeling he was on his way"      We raise our hats to the strange phenomena   Soul-birds of a feather flock together   We raise our hats to the hand molding us   Sure 'nuff he has the answer   He has the answer, he has the answer      Om mani padme, om mani padme   Om mani padme hum      You pick up a paper, you read a name   You go out, it turns up again and again   You bump into a friend you haven't seen for a long time   Then into another you only thought about last night      You hear your sister calling for you   But you don't know where from   You know there's something wrong   But you don't want to believe in a premonition      We raise our hats to the strange phenomena   Soul-birds of a feather flock together   We raise our hats to the hand molding us   Sure 'nuff he has the answer   He has the answer, he has the answer      Om mani padme, om mani padme   Om mani padme hum
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