Dear Apollo
Tinyfolk
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I have danced
Danced on buildings
Buildings so high that they
Pierce the bellies of clouds
And the clouds, they cry out, "Help us!
Oh help us! We've got buildings in our bellies!
In our bellies!"
And they cry out to me
And they cry out to me
I have plants
And I water them some
But if I forget
Then they die and they cry out,
"We're so darn thirsty!
Could you lend us a hand?
Or better yet
A watering can!"
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And they cry out to me
And they cry out to me
I was voted
To the position
Of Apollo
About a year ago
But there's not much left for Apollo to do
Do do, do do do
And they cry out to me
And they cry out to me
Dear Apollo
Dear Apollo
Dear Apollo
Oh, oh, oh
Dear Apollo, dear Apollo, Apollo