[ti:After All]
[ar:David Bowie]
[al:THE MAN WHO SOLDS THE WORLD]
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[00:00.77]Please trip them gently  they don't like to fall  Oh by jingo
[00:12.28]There's no room for anger  we're all very small  Oh by jingo
[00:23.65]We're painting our faces and dressing in thoughts from the skies  from paradise
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[00:34.93]But they think that we're holding a secretive ball
[00:40.63]Won't someone invite them
[00:44.19]They're just taller children  that's all  after all
[00:58.43]Man is an obstacle  sad as the clown  Oh by jingo
[01:09.69]So hold on to nothing  and he won't let you down  Oh by jingo
[01:21.31]Some people are marching together and some on their own
[01:29.45]Quite alone
[01:33.26]Others are running  the smaller ones crawl
[01:38.37]But some sit in silence  they're just older children
[01:45.25]That's all  after all
[02:07.62]
[02:19.25]I sing with impertinence  shading impermanent chords
[02:27.50]With my words
[02:30.62]I've borrowed your time and I'm sorry I called
[02:35.88]But the thought just occurred that we're nobody's children at all  after all
[02:52.80]
[02:54.05]Live your rebirth and do what you will  Oh by jingo
[03:04.92]Forget all I've said  please bear me no ill  Oh by jingo
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[03:33.46]After all  after all