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Water, water everywhere and not a place to stand |
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My foundation rests on bedrock |
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But the bedrock rests on shifting sand |
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Once the mighty jungle gave way to the streets |
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Now the city's a jungle again |
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Every time the cycle completes |
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It's like nothing ever had changed |
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Tables will turn, tables will turn, tables will turn |
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Tables can turn |
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When will |
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I learn that tables will turn |
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Tables can turn |
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It was always my hope to repay |
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All those favors that you would endow |
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Though I took what |
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I could yesterday |
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Where are the crumbs when |
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I'm so hungry now? |
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And the wind cries "Merry Christmas, Happy 4th of July" |
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When will |
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I see you again? |
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Sometimes it's not safe to fly 'til |
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Tables have turned |
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This is the law and we didn't make it |
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But daily we twist it and bend it and brake it |
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And to prove just how little we understand it |
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We act as if it's just like we planned it |
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We're in a state of constant revolution ' |
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Cause we got a small problem with our distribution |
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And if the balance of power needs arranging |
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Then the situation's got to keep changing |
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And if you start messin' 'round with the ratio |
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It's like tryin' to ride a seesaw solo ' |
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Cause the further you get from the middle |
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You throw the balance off little by little "Class distinctions come naturally" |
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You think that that can justify the inequity |
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And the sky grows black while the cities burn |
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And round and round and round, tables will turn |
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Tables will turn, tables will turn, tables will turn |
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Tables can turn |
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When will we learn? |
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Tables will turn |
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Tables can turn |
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Tables have turned, tables have turned, tables have turned |
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Tables are turned, don't be concerned when |
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Tables have turned |
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Round and round and round, tables will turn |