(Tom Waits for Marianne Faithful)
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Will you take me across the Channel,
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London Bridge is falling down.
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Strange a woman tries to save
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What a man will try to drown.
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And he's the rain that they predicted,
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Its the forecast every time.
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The rose has died because you picked it
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And I believe that brandy's mine.
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And all over the world
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Strangers
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Talk only about the weather.
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All over the world
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It's the same
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It's the same
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The world is getting flatter,
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The sky is falling all around.
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And nothing is the matter
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For I never cry in town.
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And a love like ours, my dear,
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Is best measured when its down.
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And I never buy umbrellas,
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For there's always one around.
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And all over the world Strangers Talk only about the weather. All over the world It's the same
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It's the same
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It's the same.
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And you know that its beginning,
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And you know that its the end
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When once again we are strangers
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And the fog comes rolling in.
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And all over the world
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Strangers
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Talk only about the weather.
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All over the world
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It's the same
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It's the same
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Strange Weather
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| Tom Waits |
