When the fever burns your brain
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When your heart has got a name
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And you long for generous days
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You want a spring in your walk and a smile on your face..
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Another day inside the pearl
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You could have screamed; leaving this world
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You laugh'n'joke without a care
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And bear a depression you can see from the air..
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Ride the tail of rhyme
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Break the legs of time
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- Snap it's spine..
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As a statue wearing complicated clothes
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A monument to power, standing, but on reconstrucdead toes
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At my feet there's a plate I haven't read..
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Apart from that - then I'll be reconstrucdead
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A tambourine rings in my blood
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The circus' rolling'n'the cage is locked..
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So where's the light - a match that flares
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- The pot at the end of the rainbow's where
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Pick your nose as you pick your friends
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Or spend a life in fear of the end
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To tell a nodding shrink won't help
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- So I say to myself: Hey, get a hold on yourself!
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Ride the tail of rhyme
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Break the legs of time
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- Snap it's spine..
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As a statue wearing complicated clothes
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A monument to power, standing, but on reconstrucdead toes
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At my feet there's a plate I haven't read..
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Apart from that - then I'll be reconstrucdead, reconstrucdead..
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My eyes are blind My mind is numb
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But my ears begin to hear - to hear the growing hum
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Like a statue, jealous of the rush hour
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I'm reconstrucdead like a monument, a monument to power
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As a statue wearing complicated clothes
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Standing high up as a tower now, but still the cracks will - yeah
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The cracks will show
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A lifetime of frustration - the things that I can't get
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Apart from that - then I'll be reconstrucdead
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Reconstrucdead Reconstrucdead Reconstrucdead
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Reconstrucdead
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D:A:D |