[i]No No No He's Outside, lookin' in.[/i]
Timothy Leary is Dead.
[i]No No No, He's Outside, lookin' in[/i]
He'll fly his astral plane; takes you trips around the bay; brings you back the same day;
[i]Timothy Leary[/i]
[b]Timothy Leary[/b]
[i]Along the coast
you'll hear the most
about a light
they say that 'shines so clear'~[/i]
[i]So raise a glass
We'll drink a toast
to the little man
who sells you thrills along the pier~[/i]
[i]He'll take you up
He'll bring you down
He'll plant your feet
Back firmly,..., on the ground~[/i]
[i]He flies so high
He swoops so low
He knows exactly
Which way he is gonna go~[/i]
[b]Timothy Leary[/b]
[b][u][i]Timothy Leary [/i][/u][/b]
[spoiler]TIMOTHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY LEEEEAARRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY[/spoiler]
[spoiler]House of four doors; you'll be lost now forever[/spoiler]
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Alright, a Moody Blues reference, solid