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Текст: Grateful Dead. The Mighty Quinn.

Everybody's building the big ships and the boats
Some are building monuments, others jotting down notes
Everybody's in despair, every girl and boy
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here everybody's gonna jump for joy

Come all without, come all within
You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn

Now I like to do just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet
But guarding fumes and making haste, it ain't my cup of meat
Everybody's just standing around 'neath the trees feeding pigeons on a limb
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, all the pigeons gonna run to him

Come all without, come all within
You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn

A cat's meow and a cow's moo, I can't recite 'em all
Just tell me where it hurts and I'll tell you who to call
Nobody can get any sleep, there's someone on everybody's toes
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, everybody's gonna wanna doze

Come all without, come all within
You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn

Come all without, come all within
You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn