| Harry Houdini climbs in the box
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| Everyone knows he’ll never get out
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| Out of his mind
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| Under the microscope, he will try
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| Try to remember why
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| He began
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| An agent is waiting for Harry to sign
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| A minor disclaimer, in case he should die
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| Live on the air
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| He’s under the water again
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| Blind
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| We’re doomed but the show must go on, Harry
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| You’ve got a thousand lights and laser beams
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| You’re burning them now for way too long, Harry
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| We’re doomed, but the show must go on, Harry
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| You’ve got the finest in designer genes
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| But lately your legs have grown too long, Harry
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| I can’t say that I am getting closer
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| I can’t pray enough to get there faster
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| I can’t learn it from another master
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| Why can’t everybody understand that
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| This is a lesson in self-preservation
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| Breathing in the vapors of a different direction
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| What will you do when the end is near?
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| Will you defend your right to leave from here? |