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Evening and I'm sitting here |
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Got some things to do |
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Candle's burning down I fear |
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Have to change it soon |
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But its shadow flitting on the wall |
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Dr. Sam going in next door |
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And Jenny laughing on the phone |
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Seems strange that this is home |
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Evening at the court again |
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Been here far too long |
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Lurking round the room again |
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Sometimes brings it on |
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Pictures crooked on the wall |
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Clothes they lay where they fall |
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Tattered empire souvenirs |
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Lie in the dust of years |
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A coronation mug of mine |
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Heirlooms of a bygone line |
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Dresser on all fours, an open drawer |
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Mmmm I got to move again |
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Seems I've been here too long |
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Lurking round the room again |
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Sometimes brings it on |
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(REPEAT CHORUS) |