Power to all our friends |
| Power to all our friends |
| To the music that never ends |
| To the people we want to be |
| Baby, power to you and me |
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| There's one old man |
| Spends his life growing flowers |
| And caring for the bees |
| Power to the bees |
| There's one old lady |
| Spent her days making wine |
| The wine tasted fine |
| Power to the vine |
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| Power to the boys who played rock 'n' roll |
| And made my life so sweet |
| And to the girls I knew before |
| And those I've yet to meet |
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| Power to all our friends |
| To the music that never ends |
| To the people we want to be |
| Baby, power to you and me |
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| There's one strong man |
| Ploughing in the valley |
| He's living off the land |
| Power to the land |
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| There's some young girl |
| Layin' down in Monte Carlo |
| Layin' in the sun |
| Power to the sun |
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| Power to the boys who played rock 'n' roll |
| And made my life so sweet |
| And to the girls I knew before |
| And those I've yet to meet |
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| Power to all our friends |
| To the music that never ends |
| To the people we want to be |
| Baby, power to you and me |
| |
| Power to the boys who played rock 'n' roll |
| And made my life so sweet |
| And to the girls I knew before |
| And those I've yet to meet |
| |
| Power to all our friends |
| To the music that never ends |
| To the people we want to be |
| Baby, power to you and me |
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| To the music that never ends |
| Baby, power to all our friends |