| Isn’t it strange how princesses and kings
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| In clown-ragged capers in sawdust rings
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| While common people like you and me
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| We’ll be builders for eternity
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| Each is given a bag of tools
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| A shapeless mass and the book of rules
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| Each must make his life as flowing in
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| Tumbling block on a stepping stone
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| While common people like you and me
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| We’ll be builders for eternity
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| Each is given a bag of tools
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| A shapeless mass and the book of rules
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| Look when the rain has fallen from the sky
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| You know the sun will be only with us for a while
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| While common people like you and me
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| We’ll be builders for eternity
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| Each is given a bag of tools
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| A shapeless mass and the book of rules |