Martha has a madman
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Standing hidden in the shadows
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He's got a long curved Turkish dagger
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With a bejewelled handle
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He's tellin' her the world is full of freaks and geeks and simples and he's
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Hiding like a leprechaun under stones and in the ripples
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In the pool of time she thought she knew it - but someone threw a stone into it
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Which breaks up the surface and it's making her nervous and it's true
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What can she do --- yes it's true
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What can she do ---
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Martha yes I guess you'll have to wait around - another thousand years
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Martha's gettin' nervous as she wanders through his valley
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Where the shadows always frightening
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And the whispers tell her stories
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He's tellin' her the world is full of freaks and geeks and simples and he's
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Hiding like a leprechaun under stones and in the ripples
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In the pool of time she thought she knew it - but someone threw a stone into it
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Which breaks up the surface and it's making her nervous and it's true
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What can she do --- yes it's true
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What can she do ---
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Martha yes I guess you'll have to wait around - another thousand years
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(What can she do --- yes it's true
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What can she do --- yes it's true
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What can she do --- yes it's true...)
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Martha yes I guess you'll have to wait around - another thousand years
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Martha's Madman
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| Manfred Mann's Earth Band |
