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A diamond necklace played the pawn |
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Hand in hand some drummed along, oh |
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To a handsome man and baton |
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A blind class aristocracy |
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Back through the op'ra glass you see |
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The pit and the pendulum drawn |
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Columnated ruins domino |
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Canvass the town and brush the backdrop |
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Are you sleeping? |
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Hung velvet overtaken me |
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Dim chandelier awaken me |
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To a song dissolved in the dawn |
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The music hall a costly bow |
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The music all is lost for now |
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To a muted trumperter swan |
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Columnated ruins domino |
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Canvass the town and brush the backdrop |
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Are you sleeping, Brother John? |
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Dove nested towers the hour was |
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Strike the street quicksilver moon |
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Carriage across the fog |
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Two-Step to lamplight cellar tune |
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The laughs come hard in Auld Lang Syne |
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The glass was raised, the fired rose |
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The fullness of the wine, the dim last toasting |
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While at port, adieu or die |
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A choke of grief hard hardened I |
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Beyond belief a broken man too tough to cry |
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Surf's Up |
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Aboard a tidal wave |
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Come about hard and join |
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The young and often spring you gave |
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I heard the word |
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Wonderful thing |
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A children's song |
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Child, child, child, child, child |
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A child is the father of the man |
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Child, child, child, child, child |
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A child is the father of the man |
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A children's song |
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Have you listened as they played |
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Their song is love |
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And the children know the way |
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That's why the child is the father to the man |
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Child, child, child, child, child |
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Child, child, child, child, child |
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Na na na na na na na na |
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Child, child, child, child, child |
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That's why the child is the father to the man |
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Child, child, child, child, child |
