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I'm the man behind the curtain |
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The one who pulls the strings |
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Got my finger on the button |
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But my mind's on other things |
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I'm the most impressive person |
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No one's ever really seen, oh |
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In the shadow of the spotlight |
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Always waiting in the wings |
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I'm ready for my close up |
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When the fat lady sings |
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I don't know if you can hear me |
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But you'd better hear me out |
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I manipulate the matrix |
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I know how it all turns out |
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I'm The Man |
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Behind The |
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Curtain, oh |
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Pay no attention to |
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The Man Behind |
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The Curtain, oh |
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And I know how it all turns out |
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My little white lies |
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Are all getting colored in |
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My impromptu alibis |
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Well, they're wearing mighty thin |
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Though you don't walk away with anything |
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You didn't carry in |
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I deliver dispensation |
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For most any random sin |
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I'm The Man |
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Behind The |
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Curtain, oh |
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Pay no attention to |
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The Man Behind |
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The Curtain, oh |
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And I know how it all turns out |
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And when the curtain gets pulled away |
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Guess there's always a piper to pay |
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You caught me out |
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In my base deception |
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I was only trying to make |
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The wrong impression |
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On the punters, punks and drunkards |
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That fortune floats my way |
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And the curtain gets pulled away |
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I'm The Man |
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Behind The |
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Curtain, oh |
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Pay no attention to |
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The Man Behind |
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The Curtain, oh |
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I know how it all turns out |
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I'm The Man |
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Behind The |
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Curtain, oh |
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Pay no attention to |
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The Man Behind |
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The Curtain, oh |
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I know how it all turns out |
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The man, the man, the man, the man, the man |
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I know how it all turns out |
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And when the curtain finally comes down |
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The puppets all slump to the ground |
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The doves lie silent in their covered cages |
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And though the mezzanines are still echoing |
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With the rock of ages |
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The circus has moved on to another town |
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And the curtain finally comes down... |
