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The clown came down to meet me |
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With a smile upon his face |
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He fired his starting pistol |
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And began the human race |
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There were faces all around me |
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They were running everywhere |
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But everywhere is nowhere |
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And nowhere isn't there |
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It's a game |
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A game |
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a game that we're playing |
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Well |
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I don't mind but I don't make the rules |
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It's a game |
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A game |
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A game that we're playing |
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Just a game for lovers and fools |
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There's snakes upon your ladder |
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And there's dice upon your skirt |
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There's lipstick on my collar |
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And there's sweat upon my shirt |
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The neighbours wiil start talking |
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But you know that I don't care |
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For the neighbours they are nowhere |
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And nowhere isn't there |
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It's a game |
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A game |
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A game that we're playing... |