Kispál and the Badger
Whales, Off to the Shore
Circling
Out on the shore in golden light
Men, women lie down
With big hair in the background'
I'll be in the buffet
I'll explain
How they go
Big things come around rbe
Then the Moon rises from the table
The Sun turns in
Into an iron bucket
He lifts the iron bucket
One comes to about her and me
Give me to bring this home
And there we will waltz around
Then naked
In the morning we get up, the bucket is empty
This is the moon lies
I'm going to the beach to drink
Everything will be the same
As it was
Out on the beach
In the golden light
Men , women are lying
With their big hair in the background
I'll be in the buffet

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