I know why they all went mad now I used to pretend
But now’s come the day I must too leave this place now my friend
Now’s come the day I must too leave this place now my friend
I know why they all went mad now I am joining them
To be a madman, to be a madman
To be carpenter, to be a carpenter
To be a soldier, to be a soldier
To be a walrus, and a banana
Oh Gloria, oh Gloria
How sweet your grace does feel
Oh Gloria, oh Gloria
Belief is sweet but truth it is real

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