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Samuel Graham of the sun king clan He came to this earth in a hurricane of sand Rushing through the valley and into Los Angeles Listening through the piper at the gates between his eyes Samuel Graham is the type of man who will toss your toilet right into the fan and tell you it's alright, you can use his anytime! You know it wants to pick you up You know it wants to pick you up You know it wants to pick you up and spin you around like a king turned into a clown Like a stingray under the ground Like the sun that fuels the moon Like the sounds that create the room.
Samuel Graham with a key in his hand He'll only drink wine if it's out of a can He'll surely dive in to pick another lonely clam Cause he can't get enough of that... Chowder!