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United Kingdom (Great Britain)
Fireman Sam is there on time.
Putting on his coat and hat,
In less than seven seconds flat.
He's always on the scene, Fireman Sam.
And his engine's bright and clean, Fireman Sam.
You cannot ignore,
Sam is the hero next door.
Driving down the busy streets,
Greeting people that he meets.
Someone could be in a jam
So hurry, hurry, Fireman Sam.
He's always on the scene, Fireman Sam.
And his engine's bright and clean, Fireman Sam.
You cannot ignore,
Sam is the hero next door.
nothing exists.
When nothing is heard,
Nothing is there.
When nothing is smelled,
There is no scent.
When nothing is felt,
Nothing is everything.
When nothing is tasted,
There is no food.
So where is paradise?
Remember,
everything is a lie,
until someone believes.