The Strawberry Alarm Clock
"Incense and Peppermints"
Good sense, innocence, cripplin' and kind.
Dead kings, many things I can't define.
Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind.
Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme.
Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.
Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns.
Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around.
Look at yourself, look at yourself,
Yeah, yeah.
Look at yourself, look at yourself,
Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah.
Tune-a by the cockeyed world in two.
Throw your pride to one side, It's the least you can do.
Beatniks and politics, nothing is new.
A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view.
Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.
Good sense, innocence, crippled and kind.
Dead kings and many things I can't define.
Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind.
Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme.
Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.
Incense, peppermints, incense, peppermints.
Sha-la-la, sha-la-la....
2007-05-07 16:51:56
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answer #1
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answered by Bad Kitty! 7
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The Strawberry Alarm Clock
2007-05-07 16:51:26
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answer #2
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answered by Anonymous
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Strawberry Alarm Clock
2007-05-07 16:53:05
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answer #3
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answered by msphattypoo 2
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Strawberry Alarm Clock
2007-05-07 16:52:01
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answer #4
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answered by Richard G 2
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Strawberry Alarm Clock. It's a one-hit wonder from the Sixties.
2007-05-07 16:52:12
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answer #5
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answered by somewherein72 4
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Strawberry Alarmclock
2007-05-07 16:51:24
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answer #6
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answered by Helen Scott 7
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Got this record, Its "Strawberry Alarm Clock"
2007-05-08 02:03:59
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answer #7
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answered by BoosGrammy 7
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THe strawberry alarm clock.
2007-05-07 16:52:33
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answered by lucygoosy2004 5
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Artist: Strawberry Alarm Clock Lyrics
Song: Incense and Peppermints Lyrics
Good sense, innocence, cripplin' and kind.
Dead kings, many things I can't define.
Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind.
Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme.
Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.
Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns.
Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around.
Look at yourself, look at yourself,
Yeah, yeah.
Look at yourself, look at yourself,
Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah.
Tune-a by the cockeyed world in two.
Throw your pride to one side, It's the least you can do.
Beatniks and politics, nothing is new.
A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view.
Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.
Good sense, innocence, crippled and kind.
Dead kings and many things I can't define.
Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind.
Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme.
Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.
Incense, peppermints, incense, peppermints.
Sha-la-la, sha-la-la....
2007-05-07 16:55:08
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answered by Debbie 1
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I'm thinking the Strawberry Alarmclock
2007-05-07 16:54:07
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answered by Anonymous
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