[Jonathon:]
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The tarot is fate, said the Gypsy Queen
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And she beckoned me, to glimpse my future she'd seen
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[Gypsy to Jonathon:]
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She said, do you see what I see?, be careful to choose
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Be careful what you wish for, cause it may come true
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When I lay the card down will it turn up the fool?
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Will it turn up sorrow? If it does then you lose
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[Jonathon to the Gypsy:]
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I'm the lost boy can you help me
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Yeah, I'm the lost boy can you help me
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[Jonathon:]
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Then the illusion was real, a crimson idol I saw
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But the higher he'd fly, then the further he'd fall
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[Jonathon to the Gypsy:]
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I'm the lost boy can you help me
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Yeah, I'm the lost boy can you help me
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[Jonathon to the Gypsy:]
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I just wanna be, I just wanna be, I just wanna be
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The crimson Idol of a million
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I just wanna be, I just wanna be, I just wanna be
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The crimson Idol of a million eyes
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Of a million
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The Gypsy Meets The Boy
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| W.A.S.P. |
