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Benedictine, sister to |
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Isis and the |
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Black Madonna |
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Mysteries and magic and goddess of the |
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NileShe could read the stars |
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Knew the secrets of the day |
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And could see what kind of madness |
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Was stirring around in your head |
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She said my birth sign is ' |
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Scorpio'We ate ourselves up and burn ourselves out |
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So could somebody show me |
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How to become clairvoyant |
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To be one of the ones |
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Who can see around corners |
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And knows what's to come |
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Oh, how to become clairvoyant |
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That's what |
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I've gotta know |
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So just show me where to sign |
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And point me where to go |
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As it turns out, |
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Miss Muffet |
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Wasn't afraid of spiders at all |
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She slipped across the dance floor |
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At the masquerade ball |
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They say she collects hearts |
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The way Nero collected tears' |
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Cause they don't get no older |
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Down through the years |
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Her lips are moving |
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She's not talking |
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Her hips are moving |
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But she's not dancing |
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She just wants to know |
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How to become clairvoyant |
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To be one of the ones |
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Who can see around corners |
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And knows what's to come |
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Oh, how to become clairvoyant |
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That's what |
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I wanna know |
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So just tell me where to sign |
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And point me where to go |
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King Poet, the holy fool |
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Apostle of self destruction |
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I tried it your way but |
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I couldn't sleep |
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There was too much construction |
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In these strange times you wonder |
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What tomorrow might bring |
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If the fat lady sings |
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How to become clairvoyant |
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To be one of the ones |
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Who can see around corners |
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And know what's to come |
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Oh, how to become clairvoyant |
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That's what |
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I wanna to know |
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So just show me where to sign |
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And point me where to go |
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Now that would be a revelation |
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And I also enjoy levitation |
