(Tony Banks)
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Many too many have stood where I stand
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Many more will stand here too,
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I think what I find strange is the way you built me up
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Then knocked me down again.
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The part was fun but now it's over,
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Why can't I just leave the stage?
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Maybe that's because you securely locked me up
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Then threw away the key.
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Oh mama,
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Please would you find the key.
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Oh pretty mama,
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Please won't you let me go free.
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I thought I was lucky
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I thought that I'd got it made.
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How could I be so blind?
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You said good-bye on a corner
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That I thought led to the straight.
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You set me on a firmly laid and simple course
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Then removed the road.
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Oh mama,
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Please help me find my way.
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Oh pretty mama,
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Please lead me through the next day.
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I thought I was lucky
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Oh I thought that I'd got it made.
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How could I be so blind? Oh no...
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Many Too Many
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| Genesis |
