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PAN GALACTIC

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[Flute Intro] [Wild reed flute, distant drums, stomps, whistles, laughter] [Verse 1] Born where the roots drink thunder slow, Horns to the heavens, bare feet below. River stones know every name, Every heartbeat feeds my flame. I sip the stars from a crooked vine, Turning moonlight into mountain wine. Call me wild, call me free— The forest always sings through me. [Pre-Chorus] Every trail bends when I grin, Civilized ends where I begin. [Chorus] Raise that cup, don't ask what's in— Pan Galactic, let it spin! One wild swallow, worlds go faster, Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster! Dance till tomorrow loses track, Never ask your footsteps back. If the mountains shake tonight... You're just finally dancing right. [Verse 2] My flute don't preach, my flute persuades, Calling lost hearts from tidy parades. Every vine's another verse, Blessing and beautiful curse. Wolf eyes laughing, oak-heart strong, Every wrong becomes a song. Half a beast, entirely true— The woods remember more than you. [Broadway Break / Call & Response] "Everybody now!" DO THE PAN PAN! Stomp two hooves and clap your hands! DO THE PAN PAN! Spin like rivers through the land! DO THE PAN PAN! Left foot! Right foot! Kick the ground! Let the reed flute lead the sound! Do the Pan Pan! Do the Pan Pan! Everybody lose what's planned! [Bridge] I never asked the stars for pardon. I planted laughter like a garden. The gods wear marble, I wear moss. They count their kingdoms—I count the frost. Every heartbeat's borrowed thunder, Every map hides one more wonder. [Final Chorus] Raise that cup, don't ask what's in— Pan Galactic, let it spin! Drink to every untamed chapter, Leave this valley full of laughter. Flutes still calling through the pines, Every soul a crooked vine. If you hear me... don't stand still— The mountain's dancing... and always will.