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it was a day like any other
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my son he turned to me and said
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father wherever did we go so wrong
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i thought it over for a minute and said
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son for twelve years
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there was a circus
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sometimes i want to dream my life away
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and other times it all seems wrong
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still other days i want to throw my life away
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that's when i know i don't belong
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now when i'm down some people ask me
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just when and where my luck did change
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i smile and say the eighties broke my spirit
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'cause when the circus came to town
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i was in it's way
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this charade is not for me
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just put aside what i think it means to me
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just put aside my eccentricities
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there's nothing for me in this one horse town
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at least until the circus came around
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TWELVE YEAR CIRCUS
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| Good Riddance |
