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Painted statues in underground streams |
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With invitations to the Pharaoh's dream |
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They stare at themselves, there's a need to be seen |
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Walking mirrors in the Pharaoh's harem |
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And here they come |
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The queen of Ur |
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And the king of Um |
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Tainted Matthews in car-key relations |
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Gilt invitations to the blue queen's ball |
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They stare at themselves, there's a need to be seen |
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Talking pillars in the blue queen's hall |
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Fading tattoos of empty stations |
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Great expectations at Vince's loyal mince |
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They stare at each other, there's a need to be seen |
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Crack-head mirrors, licking the soiled mint |
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Olympic statues from terminal stations |
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Sifting invitations to the market floor |
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Steering into the future, it pays to be seen |
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Polishing mirrors, keeping the score |
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A babbling gaggle, a scrabbling rabble |
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Fighting invitations to the emperor's shilling |
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They stare through themselves, there's nothing to see |
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Hand-picked recruits for ghostly pursuit |
