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And if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go chasin' the nuns out in the yard
And I'll run naked through the streets
Without my mask on and I will never need umbrellas
In the rain, I'll wake up in strawberry fields
Every day and the atrocities of school
I can forgive the Happy Phantom
Has no right to bitch
Oo, who the time is getting closer
Oo, who time to be a ghost
Oo, who every day we're getting closer
The sun is getting dim
We will pay for who we been
So if I die again I'll be the Happy Phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
They'll be my ticket to the universal opera
There's Judy Garland taking Buddha by the hand
And then these seven little men get up to dance
They say Confucius does his crossword with a pen
I'm still the angel to a girl who hate to sin
Or will I see you dear, and wish I could come back
You found a girl that you could truly love again
Will you still call for me when she falls asleep
Or do we soon forget the things we cannot see...
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