Walt Graces Submarine Test January 1967

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Walt Grace, desperately hating his whole place
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Dreamed to discover a new space
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And buried himself alive
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Inside his basement, tongue on the side of his face meant
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He's working away on displacement
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And what it would take to survive


[Pre-Chorus]

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'Cause when you're done with this world
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You know the next is up to you
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And his wife told his kids he was crazy
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And his friends said he'd fail if he tried


[Chorus]

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But with a will to work hard and a library card
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He took a homemade, fan-blade, one-man submarine ride


[Verse 2]

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That morning, the sea was mad and I mean it
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Waves as big as he'd seen it
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Deep in his dreams at home
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From dry land, he rolled it over to wet sand
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Closed the hatch up with one hand
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And peddled off alone


[Pre-Chorus]

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'Cause when you're done with this world
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You know the next is up to you
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And for once in his life it was quiet
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As he learned how to turn in the tide


[Chorus]

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And the sky was a flare when he came up for air
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In his homemade, fan-blade One-man submarine ride


[Verse]

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One evening
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When weeks had passed since his leaving
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The call she'd planned on receiving
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Finally made it home
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She accepted
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The news she'd never expected
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The operator connected
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A call from Tokyo


[Pre-Chorus]

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'Cause when you're done with this world
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You know the next is up to you
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Now his friends bring him up when they're drinking
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At the bar with his name on the side


[Chorus]
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And they smile when they can
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As they speak of the man
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He took a homemade, fan-blade, one-man submarine ride