| Your house of cards is tumbling all around you
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| With its feet of clay
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| And you pretend that it doesn’t matter
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| And that you’re not scared
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| Oh, here comes that day
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| Oh, here comes the rain on your parade
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| There’s a price to pay
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| For a life of insincerity
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| Always smiling, never with a frown on
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| A mask of hidden tears
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| Have the courage to say what you mean now
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| And mean what you say
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| Oh, here comes that day
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| Oh, here comes the rain on your parade
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| There’s a price to pay
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| For a life of insincerity
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| Here comes that day
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| Here comes the rain on your parade
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| You wanted life uncomplicated
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| Only pleasantries
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| And like a fool you thought
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| Life could be cheated of life’s realities
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| Oh, here comes that day
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| Oh, here comes the rain on your parade
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| There’s a price to pay
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| For a life of insincerity
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| Oh, here comes that day
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| Oh, here comes that rain on your parade
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| There’s a price to pay
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| For a life of insincerity
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| Here comes that day
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| Here comes the rain
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| Here comes that day
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| Here comes the rain
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| Here comes that day |