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Have you been down at the pineapple grove

Where the men with the wild beards lived in ecstasy?

People down there, you know they don’t care

No, they have no worries, in their little tropic dreams

Oh, come around, just let a breeze wipe off that frown

Everything’s so easy in beach tranquility

Above the waves, where the white water shapes

An image of beauty in technicolor dreams

Let’s cast out the shadows

We’re riding the dawn

So where do you want to go?

I’m back from the orbit

A star in my palm

I’ll make you part of the show

Is this the new age?

Or a magazine page?

Or ancient relics of past societies?

Is it a dream, is it a screensaver scene?

No need to worry, the upload is complete

Let’s cast out the shadows

We’re riding the dawn

So where do you want to go?

I’m back from the orbit

A star in my palm

I’ll make you part of the show

We cast out the shadows

We’re riding the dawn

This is where you want to go?

We’re back from the orbit

Right here in your palm

So what do you want to know?