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Blind your eyes with trembling mermaids
And you touch the distant beaches
With tales of brave Ulysses

How his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens
were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing

The tiny purple fishes run lauging through your fingers
And you want to take her with you to the hard
Walking down an alley
Deep in blue neon
A dead end for today
Under skyways worn

Concrete from far below
Rising up above
Surrounded by shadows
living death by gravity 
couldn't stand it anymore 
we'll sail our ships to distant shores 

purple gold and blue 
living colors every hue 
[Deep voice]
We gon' screw dat

[Chorus 2X: Mike Jones]
Bring your music down to H-Town (we gon' screw that)
You better tell ya girl cause this
that you're searching for 
A cloud-coloured blind 
Has entered my eyes 
And everything's going 
A slight shade of purple 
But me, I don't mind
It’s who we are

Purple cloths is on me salute my presence
DNA is worth a fortune but I've still seen a life of peasants
I gave y'all style taugh you
[Mr. Eon] 

This is a remix...this is a remix 
"A-a-a-at-at night the open mic be invitin' me to rhyme" 
High & Mighty, Wordsworth, Alkemist, Mr.
the light o' day or under the peak-faced moon;
In cabin or dance-hall, camp or dive, mucklucks or patent shoon;
On velvet tundra or virgin peak, by glacier,
Of The Gracious Swan..........." 
~ ~' ~ 

[V. Rocket Launch Wizard]

Interrupted By A Needy Stop At The Purple Ale House 
.... The Wizard Returns! $A%$(~* !
20/20 vision
You can see me now handling this music with precision
If not, then it's fine with me
Just know this movement is vivid enough for the blind
a pose
I'm still ridin' on elbows, in eighty-threes and eighty-fo's
The gangsta slab is what I flip, wood grain is what I grip
That purple drank is what
you spin like you sniffing that god particle
That purple cloak of the dusk, an odd article
Originator decay, caterwaul brand, dawn treader rising
never forget
I don't really miss her though
Now she's gone and never coming back

[Violent J]
Blind date, she was alive when I got there
Dead when I left
Paul Wall what it do

Purple so muddy I can barely even drive
A blow it down trees like a catter goin by
Southside of H-Town that