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I saw a little man who had a toy trumpet He sat on a stone with his lips to the mouthpiece He was deaf dumb and blind so he couldn't quite make it When out of the horn came a solid silver genie Who was made just to make the little man happy As the man made sounds the genie painted fluid, Mind-blowing visions on the little man's brain-box Everybody small with no lips to play the trumpet Everybody living inside a giant deaf aid Everybody's eyes crucified to the tapestry Woven by the giant with the solid silver genie Who plays the trumpet From Letras Mania