The ruthless turbaned bandit
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Turns his back upon the cradle
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As angry as you ever can recall
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And even though it's raining
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You're yet to join the flowers on the wall
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I've waited for a chance
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To paint your blue town red
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Slept where monsters dance
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On the flowers in your hand
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Fools go rushing in
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Where angels fear to tread
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The late night contingent
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Has a question that it poses
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And they're smoking all
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The flowers you've arranged
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And the blind poet enters
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Beheading all you roses
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To make up for the beauty
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You've regained
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I've waited for a chance.....
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A heart may break in a twist of fate
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And be thrown upon the pile
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My bed still whirls though I see other girls
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When I stare a thousand miles
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A heart may break in a certain time and place
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But a friend still knows
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If it's her kiss on your smile
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Your yellow dressed Athena
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Assaults your very windows
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And troubles all the clouds
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Around your bed
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And in the nearby land of the lovers
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The one-eyed man is crazy
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'Cause lovers are too blind
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To hear a word that the fool has said
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I've waited for a chance.....
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Where Angels Fear to Tread
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Spin Doctors |