| Simon is stronger than us
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| Focused and painting when exhausted or drunk
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| And francis he did that thing too
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| Tho francis drawed london and made no excuse
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| But simon makes children seem large
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| Like sphinxes that freeze up our quarrel
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| And simon is scared of no fools
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| Like hard new york lawyers or famous moguls
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| And simon once gave me a gift
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| And had the good manners to not mention it
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| And he finally got rid of that interesting bitch
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| Who mocked him in public and treated him like shit
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| Yes simon is stronger than us
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| Simon has eyes that can see
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| Simon has hands made of meat
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| But he makes a new world out of love
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| Yes he makes his own world it’s because
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| Simon is stronger than us
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| Shiny picture shining on
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| Looking down from a libertine wall |