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Beat

When I was Oh so very young Played the drums And thought that I Was of the beat generation And my friends We all dreamed The day would come We would play Clubs and coffee houses People would come Hear us play At the end Snap their fingers It would be so good Years have pasted Still I hope Someday someone Will hear me and Snap their fingers It’ll be Good

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