LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizePlateau
Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateauSome belong to strangersand some to folks you knowHoly ghosts and talk show hostsare planted in the sandTo beautify the foothills and shake the many handsNothing on the top but a bucket and a mopAnd an illustrated book about birdsYou see a lot up there but don't be scaredWho needs action when you got wordsWhen you've finished with the mopthen you can stopAnd look at what you've doneThe plateau's clean, no dirt to be seenAnd the work it took was funNothing on the top but a bucket and a mopAnd an illustrated book about birdsYou see a lot up there but don't be scaredWho needs action when you got wordsMany hands began to scan around for the next plateauSome say it was Greenland and some say Mexicoothers decided it was nowhereexcept for where they stoodBut those were all just guesses,wouldn't help you if they could
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