Well the springtime is almost here.
That must mean carnaval draws near,
but I don't go for that broad satire.
No, I just yearn for something higher...
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Pelt me with an
orange!
Pelt me with an orange!
Pelt me with an orange!
Pelt me with an orange!
When the Gilles walk down the street,
I hear that hypnotic beat.
I reach my hand up to the sky
and all the people they hear me cry...
Chrous
As the juice streams down my face,
I know I have found my place.
And even if my nose should bleed,
It's alright man; It's what I need...
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