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The Comet Song - Björk
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The Comet Song Björk

The Comet Song - Björk
[Verse 1]
With our fingers, we make million holes
We run and we fall into potholes
On a mission to savor the world, oh!
We peek at the sky through tree holes

[Chorus]
Comet! Oh, damn it!
The comet comes hurtling down
On a precious plot of earth

[Verse 2]
Like the bugs in mother's flower bed
We walk on long legs over the sea bed
On our mission to save the world, oh!
We need milk and cakes and a warm bed

[Chorus]
The comet! Oh, damn it!
The comet comes hurtling down
On a precious plot of earth

[Outro]
Grey leaves are too much
For any mother to handle
A father must pull
His black hat down over the eyes
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