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Broughton-Mason |
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The scant applause and bar room bores had left him crying. |
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But in his dreams, they kissed him clean, he heard them sighing. |
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Woke up to a woman's touch and lying by his side |
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She offered him the whole world's eyes ... |
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Tomorrow... You'll be the greatest story ever told. |
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Around her neck, was draped a snake, she held him to her |
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And on her arm, a silver charm, with Roman numbers |
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He saw an eye gleaming like a cool and breathing icy cold |
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She gave her hand and took his soul |
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Tomorrow ... He'd be the greatest story ever told. |
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Tomorrow, Tomorrow . .. You'll be the greatest story ever to)d. |
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Tomorrow, Tomorrow ... You'll be the greatest story ever told. |
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Banners bear your name, you'll tee the whole world change |
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But it just don't matter today, the fires are far away. |
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You'll be the greatest story ever told. |
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She winked her eye, and smiled a smile, that left him chilly. |
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The price of fame was all she claimed and he was willing. |
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Now it never rains where he entertains and there's a cooling breeze. |
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The fires burn eternally... With no ... Tomorrow. He's still the greatest story ever told. |
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Tomorrow, Tomorrow, you'll be the greatest story ever told. |
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Tomorrow, Tomorrow, you'll be the greatest story ever told. |
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Banners bear your name, you'll see the whole change |
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But it just don't matter today, the fires are far away, |
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you'll be the greatest story ever told. |
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Tomorrow, Tomorrow, you'll be the greatest story ever told (Rep. etc). |