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Like father like son |
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Not flesh nor fish nor bone |
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A red rag hangs from an open mouth |
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Alive at both ends but a little dead in the middle |
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A tumbling and a bumbling he will go |
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All the King's horses and all the King's men |
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Could never put a smile on that face |
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He's a shy one, he's a sly one, wouldn't you be too? |
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Scared to be left all on his own |
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He hasn't a, hasn't a friend to play with the ugly duckling |
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The pressure on, the bubble will burst before our eyes |
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And all the while in perfect time |
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His tears are falling on the ground |
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But if you don't stand up, you don't stand a chance |
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You don't stand a chance |
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Go a little faster now |
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You might get there in time |
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Mirror mirror on the wall |
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His heart was broken long before he ever came to you |
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Stop your tears from falling |
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The trail they leave is very clear for all to see at night |
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All to see at night |
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They come out at night |
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In season of season |
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Oh, what's the difference when you don't know the reason |
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In one hand bread, the other a stone, no, no, no |
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The hunter enters the forest |
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But all are not huntsmen who blow the huntsman's horn |
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And by the look of this one you've not got much to fear |
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Here I am, I'm very fierce and frightening |
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I come to match my skill to yours |
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Now listen here, listen to me, don't you run away now |
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I am a friend, I'd really like to play with you |
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Making noises my little furry friend would make |
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I'll trick him, I'll kick him into my sack |
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You better watch out, you better watch out, hey |
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I've got you, I've got you |
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You'll never get away |
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Walking home that night |
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The sack across my back |
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The sound of sobbing on my shoulder |
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When suddenly it stopped |
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I opened up the sack, all that I had |
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A pool of bubbles and tears, just a pool of tears |
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Just a pool of tears |
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All in all you are a very dying race |
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Placing trust upon a cruel world |
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You never had the things you thought you should've had |
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And you'll not get them now |
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And all the while in perfect time |
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Your tears are falling on the ground |
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Oh, no, no, no, no, no |
