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Standing on the waters casting your bread |
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While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing. |
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Distant ships sailing into the mist, |
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You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing. |
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Freedom just around the corner for you |
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But with the truth so far off, what good will it do? |
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Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, |
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Bird fly high by the light of the moon, |
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Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. |
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So swiftly the sun sets in the sky, |
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You rise up and say goodbye to no one. |
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Fools rush in where angels fear to tread, |
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Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one. |
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Shedding off one more layer of skin, |
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Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within. |
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Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, |
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Bird fly high by the light of the moon, |
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Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. |
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You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds, |
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Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister. |
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You're going to sodom and gomorrah |
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But what do you care? ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister. |
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Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame, |
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You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name. |
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Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, |
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Bird fly high by the light of the moon, |
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Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. |
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Well, the book of leviticus and deuteronomy, |
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The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers. |
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In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed, |
| [02:58.69] |
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features. |
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Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space, |
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Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face. |
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Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, |
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Bird fly high by the light of the moon, |
| [03:24.37] |
Oh. oh. oh. jokerman. |
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Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame, |
| [03:46.51] |
Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain. |
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Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks, |
| [03:56.80] |
Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain, |
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False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin, |
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Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in. |
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Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, |
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Bird fly high by the light of the moon, |
| [04:24.19] |
Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. |
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It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray, |
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A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet. |
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He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat, |
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Take the motherless children off the street |
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And place them at the feet of a harlot. |
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Oh, jokerman, you know what he wants, |
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Oh, jokerman, you don't show any response. |
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Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, |
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Bird fly high by the light of the moon, |
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Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. |
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