| He was remembered by the tall tale he told me,
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| how he sailed the seven seas and back again,
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| for the record I was easy to persuade,
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| but when mystic creatures entered in I said,
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| «ain't no chance that you’d be telling me lies now?»
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| He just shook his head and told me;
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| «Oh no, I’ve met creatures that would make your toes curl,
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| men with two heads just like men with no head at all.»
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| I felt cold chills down my spine, his voice echoed in my mind.
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| There’s no reason to fear the world,
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| when you know all the stories are true,
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| and if the man on the high horse is a puppet,
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| could he not be controlled by you?
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| I met Elanor the witch in a bottle,
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| how she got inside is still a mystery,
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| all her fairies worked so hard to redeem her,
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| she would always sing when a bit afraid,
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| you see this die that I filled in smoke,
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| in the bending glance it looked like burning wood,
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| so right under her small glass cage I stood,
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| smoked my pipe then heard a scream and a mysterious noise.
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| I felt cold chills down my spine his voice echoed in my mind.
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| There’s no reason to fear the world
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| There’s no reason to fear the world
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| There’s no reason to fear the world
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| There’s no reason to fear the world |