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There's a man up on the mountains so high |
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Touching sky |
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And the word is going round he's insane |
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People say |
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He is working out details of secret plans |
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Silly rumours but oh how they fear that man |
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World of whispers, tell your stories and lies |
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In disguise |
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When their echoes reach his door he'll descry |
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Distant fire |
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See the man safely looking down from the clouds |
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He's got nothing to hide from the roaring crowd |
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I've heard them speaking words of panic |
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Frightened of someone they banned |
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Keeping rifles at the ready |
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Spreading news that they don't understand |
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He'll be back in the night taking sweet revenge |
