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Mason On The Boundary

Lyrics

On a sunny summers day we'll enjoy a full days play.
Out on the boundary.
All of Masons friends are there Lily with the sunflower hair.
Out on the boundary.

CHORUS:
Theres no surprise Mason resides,
On the boundary.

Whistling an old world song Mason knows that he belongs,
Out on the boundary.
Drinking in the history in the shade of a willow tree,
Out on the boundary.

CHORUS:
Theres no surprise Mason resides,
On the boundary.

"With milky light dappling his claret ruddied cheeks, Mason
sleeps. His dreams are peopled with legends - "Good morning
Mr. Compton, well played Mr. Bradman". A present lethargy
intercedes with a chequered past in his double-malted
subconcious. He wakes - the scent of tweed and gingham
fill his colonial senses. Hmmm... it looks like rain."

Masons gone to Zanzibar underneath his panama,
Out in the boundary.
Fading in the evening sun hopelessly panglossian,
Out on the boundary.

CHORUS:
Theres no surprise, there's peace in his eyes... On the Boundary.
Mason on the boundary...

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