Júpiter Maçã - The Homeless And The Jet Boots Boy
Strange homeless stays around your crystal house
Three cold cold winters
Forty five summers
He's from other page
Titled "bar et's edge"
Reflection
Have passion
Go action
Put your jet boots and have a fly with him
Buy him some mustard and catchup in pills
Then you climb the hills and make disappear
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