The Iron Man came to the top of the cliff
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How far had he walked? Nobody knows
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Where had he come from? Nobody knows
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How was he made? Nobody knows
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Taller than a house, the Iron Man stood at the top of the cliff, in the darkness.
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The wind sang through his iron fingers
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And his great iron head, shaped like a dustbin but as big as a bedroom,
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Slowly turned to the right
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Slowly turned to the left
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He was hearing the sea.
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His eyes like headlamps, glowed white then red
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Then infa-red, searching the sea
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Never before had the Iron Man seen the sea.
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He swayed in the strong wind that pressed against his back
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He swayed forward, on the brink of the high cliff
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And his right foot, his enormous iron right foot, lifted-up, out,
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Into space,
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And the Iron Man stepped forward, off the cliff, into nothingness
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CRASH.
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Down the cliff the Iron Man came toppling head over heels
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CRASH!
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CRASH!
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CRASH!
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From rock to rock, tumbling slowly,
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And as he crashed and crashed his iron legs fell off,
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His iron arms broke off, and the hands broke off the arms
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His great iron ears fell off
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And his eyes fell out
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His great iron head fell off.
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All the separate pieces tumbled scattered crashing
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Bumping clanging down, on to the rocky beach below
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Then silence.
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Nobody knew the Iron Man had fallen
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Nobody knew the Iron Man had fallen.
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Iron Man Recitative
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| Pete Townshend |
