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I gotta feeling, yeah I got a lot of it.

out on the road, homesick call it how you see it.

what it do, ooohhhh what a view thinking bout a cruise.

dreaming bout a blue sky read between the lines

its about time for you to open your eyes.

in your mind is where you'll find a pair a dice more like

paradise we get along like a pair a dikes

hah aint that nice. we gotta blunt we gotta pipe

dont forget to breathe going through this paradox

i got the key and the lock while your staring at a clock

waiting for the time but in the now is where you'll find peace of mind.