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Gentlemen and ladies all please lend me your attention |
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I beg your pardon for my cheek, please join this heathenreel |
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Strange rules has this dance; suffers from a serious allergy |
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Reddens and becomes so unkind, when people're |
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acting just like you |
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The regal dance's about to start and I am here to tell you |
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There's many a slip twixt cup and lip'tis something |
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that could help you |
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On and on please join the ball, nobody will stop you |
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The steps they are so simple, look the moon is dancing too |
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Drink a toast with the wise man, no one will care for you |
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Let the dances have their go, follow 'till they reach the end |
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Mind the minstrels they will say you're just another scarecrow |
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Not a word a single word, not for all the |
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whole damn world (you say...) |
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(Chorus:) |
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Step out of this regality dance |
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One foot in heaven, one in your grave |
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Mind this last one, it shall make you fall |
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A regardful bow |
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When your every single choice is |
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Taken by the spin of a penny coin |
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I came I saw, do not want nothing at all, |
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do not want to moralise you |
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Or spitting hateful sentences, just trying to tease |
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your rudimental pride |
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Live and let live told the wise man, as no one cared for him |
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From the soil which is now part of...leaving is so |
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easier than living (he says...) |
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(Chorus:) |
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Step out of this regality dance |
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One foot into heaven, one in your grave |
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Mind this last one, it shall make you fall |
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A regardful bow |
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When your every single choice is |
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Taken by the spin of a penny coin |
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Bienvenu Mesdames et Messieurs |
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To the Danse Paien |
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Please come in and hurry up or |
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You will miss your turn |
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(Solos: Jarpen, Aydan) |
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(Chorus (x2):) |
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Face the truth are you worthy of this honesty filled - celebration! |
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Another tune bursting forth from the passion that |
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glides in my veins - can you feel it? |
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A speaking portrait's in front of me, do you acknowledge yourself? - |
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who painted you? |
