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The Tragically Hip
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700 Foot Ceiling
Lyricist:Robert Baker, Gord Downie, John Fay, Paul Langlois, Gordon Sinclair
Let's go to the park, let's go watch 'em floodin' Out there after dark, don't have to think of nothin' And I love that for, for the way I'm feeling 700 ft., 700 ft. ceiling
Let's take it to the top of the tobacco nation Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com We can aim the dish for hardcore invitations And I hate that for, for the things I'm thinking When the clouds are low, 700 and sinking
It's part hard, hard to remember It's part hard to say, parts unknown, unknown forever [Incomprehensible]fade away But leaning toward, toward a fullstop's All I hear you say
One foot on the stump, the other's on the pulpit 700 ft., 700 ft. pulpit And I love that for, for the way I'm feeling 700 ft., 700 ft. ceiling
In our own backyard we can do some floodin' When it's cold and dark Don't have to think of nothin' Don't have to think of nothin'
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