Cold and misty morning, I heard a warning borne in the air
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About an age of power where no one had an hour to spare,
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Where the seeds have withered, silent children shivered, in the cold
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Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold.
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I'll be there
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I'll be there
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I will be there.
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Suffering in silence, they've all been betrayed.
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They hurt them and they beat them, in a terrible way,
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Praying for survival at the end of the day.
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There is no compassion for those who stay.
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I'll be there
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I'll be there
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I will be there.
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There must be someone who can set them free:
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To take their sorrow from this odyssey
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To help the helpless and the refugee
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To protect what's left of humanity.
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Can't you see
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Can't you see
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Can't you see.
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I'll be there
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I'll be there
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I will be there;
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To heal their sorrow
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To beg and borrow
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Fight tommorow.
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Step inside! Hello! We've the most amazing show
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You'll enjoy it all we know
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Step inside! Step Inside!
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We've got thrills and shocks, supersonic fighting cocks.
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Leave your hammers at the box
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Come Inside! Come Inside!
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Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
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See the show!
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Left behind the bars, rows of Bishops' heads in jars
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and a bomb inside a car
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Spectacular! Spectacular!
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If you follow me there's a speciality
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some tears for you to see
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Misery, misery,
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Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
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See the show!
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Next upon the bill in our House of Vaudeville
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We've a stripper in a till
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What a thrill! What a thrill!
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And not content with that, with our hands behind our backs,
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We pull Jesus from a hat,
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Get into that! Get into that!
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Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
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See the show!
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Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends
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We're so glad you could attend
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Come inside! Come inside!
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There behind a glass is a real blade of grass
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be careful as you pass.
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Move along! Move along!
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Come inside, the show's about to start
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guaranteed to blow your head apart
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Rest assured you'll get your money's worth
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The greatest show in Heaven, Hell or Earth.
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You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo.
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You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll ....
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Right before your eyes, we pull laughter from the skies
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And he laughs until he cries, then he dies, then he dies
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Come inside the show's about to start, guaranteed to blow your head apart
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You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo
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You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll...
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Soon the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of Vaseline
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Will perform on guillotine
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What a scene! What a scene!
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Next upon the stand will you please extend a hand
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to Alexander's Ragtime Band
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Dixieland, Dixieland!
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Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
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See the show!
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Performing on a stool we've a sight to make you drool
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Seven virgins and a mule
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Keep it cool. Keep it cool.
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We would like it to be known the exhibits that were shown
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were exclusively our own,
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All our own. All our own.
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Come and see the show! Come and see the show! Come and see the show!
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See the show!
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Karn Evil 9 First Impression
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| Emerson, Lake & Palmer |
