| Sisyphus peered into the mist
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| A stone’s throw from the precipice, paused
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| Did he jump or did he fall as he gazed into the maw of the morning mist?
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| Did he raise both fists and say, «To hell with this» and just let the rock roll?
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| Let it roll, let it crash down low
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| There’s a house down there but I lost it long ago
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| Let it roll, let it crash down low
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| See my house down there but I lost it long ago
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| Well, I let the rock roll on down to the town below
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| We had a house down there but I lost it long ago
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| Lost it long ago
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| Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
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| Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
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| I’m letting it roll away
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| It’s got nothing to do with fate
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| And everything to do with you
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| I’d rather fail like a mortal than flail like a god, I’m a lightning rod
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| History forgets the moderates
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| For those who sit recalcitrant and taciturn
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| You know I’d rather turn and burn than scale this edifice, yeah
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| Where’s my accomplice?
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| So take my hand, we’ll do more than stand
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| Take my hand, we’ll claim this land
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| Take my hand, and we’ll let the rock roll
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| Let it roll, let it crash down low
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| There’s a house down there but I lost it long ago
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| Let it roll, let it crash down low
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| See my house down there but I lost it long ago
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| Lost it long ago
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| Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
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| Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
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| I’m letting it roll away
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| It’s got nothing to do with fate
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| And everything to do with-
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| Sisyphus peered into the mist
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| A stone’s throw from the precipice, paused |