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Hey, hey, The clouds are whey. There's straw for the donkeys, And the innocents can all sleep safely, All sleep safely. My, my, Sun is pie. There's fodder for the cannons, And the guilty ones can all sleep safely, All sleep safely. And all the world

written by a.partridge (1,2, 3,4,5) hey hey, the clouds are whey, theres straw for the donkeys, and the innocents can all sleep safely, all sleep safely. my, my, sun is pie, theres fodder for the cannons, and the guilty ones can all sleep safely, all