Surfin' with the Astronauts

Desert shadows creep across purple sands. Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans. There, silhouetted under and eastern star, I see my long lost blossom of shalimar You, Misirlou, Are the moon and the sun, fairest one. Old temple bells are calling

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