In a gazing dazzling glare
As an image stood before me
But he knew not where
From the pits of Eden
This image, he came from there
And mulatto souls so rare
Intercepted by gravitation
Through the mist like air
From the pits of Eden
This image, he came from there
One time now
Johnny's turn now
Driven out by Eden's flash
Made a pop art politician
But he knew not where
From the pits of Eden
This image, he came from there
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