No words from a one-way street.
Santa Barbara
Down by the seaside in comes the oil. The sand, the birds, the rocks to soil. To man the millions is all he seeks. Forgetting the sea, the fish, the leaks.
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What goes round comes round. 1969 -- and here we go yet again, eh?
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What goes round comes round. 1969 -- and here we go yet again, eh?
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