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The innocent and the poor
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They've got nothing to hide
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But the rich recite in numbers
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Their fear resounds in side
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Children starve by the millions
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The false of the lame
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Of the foolish few who knew them
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Then led them to the shame
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The king he knights the players
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They all know the score
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But nobody told his mistress
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She was pushing forty-four
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I don't want to know
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Where we're heading for
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We don't have long to go
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We'll hear footsteps in the dawn
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'Cause it's just some sort of
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Crazy ride we're on The queen she knows the exit
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She's been there once or twice
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Whe her saviour got ostricized
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For selling free advice
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And her knight in shining armour
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Comes sliding through the door
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Sporting suggestive glances
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At all the dancers on the floor
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Well I dreamt all those lonely people
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I knew them by their names
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But their faces lost their identity
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In the fury of the flames
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They talked in foreign riddles
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Lik actors on a stage
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But when the word came they were standing scared
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Lost in a doomed age
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(REFRAIN)
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REVELATIONS: VISIONS IN A DREAM
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| Tom Cochrane |
