Gold Cup / Plastic Sole Pond
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[Verse 1]
Gold cup, plastic sole
What toxic rot and tragedy
Bubbles in your factory alone
Gold cup, plastic sole
I, a lowly chorus
Lionising the Ramones
But now, even little Pan here's getting old
Fill my plastic sole
[Chorus]
Gold cup, plastic sole
The olive tree laps the steppe as winter’s fingers fold
Fill my cup, melt my sole
If you could melt my sole
[Verse 2]
A water sprite of desert skin
A Cheshire Cat, an open door, a hot northern wind
A perfect plum rolling six feet 'pon dusty road
Rolling to my plastic sole
The goats' bells twinkle, twinkle, twinkle up thе glen
They pirouettе as water’s very, very slow friend
And faintly sing the Stones
Fill my plastic sole
Sing my plastic sole
Ooh
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