| What is the architect doing
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| He is by the riverside
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| What is he thinking out there
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| He is committing egocide
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| Now isn’t that a strange thing
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| Well, to him it feels just
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| Oh, we guess a person’s gotta do What a person feels he must
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| He said: «I won’t throw myself from the pier
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| I’m gonna go home and shut up for a year
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| And when the year is over I’ll reappear
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| And have a solution»
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| I’ve reason to believe that what I find
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| Is gonna change the face of humankind
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| And all these years before, well, I was blind
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| That’s my conclusion
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| 'Cause I’m the architect
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| (I feel its touch and go)
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| 'Cause I’m the architect
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| (I feel its touch and go)
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| 'Cause I’m the architect
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| Now the man has understood
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| That outerspace is overrated
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| About all the problems on this Earth we should
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| Worry now to solve them later
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| And so he’s brooding and alluding on a perfect design
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| He thinks that working on behalf of himself is a crime
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| He flashes out by the water, a view so divine
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| He’s the architect of his own fate, a man in his prime
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| He said: «I won’t throw myself from the pier
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| I’m gonna go home and shut up for a year
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| And when the year is over I’ll reappear
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| And have a solution»
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| I’ve reason to believe that what I find
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| Is gonna change the face of humankind
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| And all these years before, well I was blind
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| That’s my conclusion
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| 'Cause I’m the architect
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| (I feel its touch and go)
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| 'Cause I’m the architect
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| (I feel its touch and go)
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| 'Cause I’m the architect
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| (I feel its touch and go)
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| (That's it, we’re going to make it)
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| (Don't let up)
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| (Don't let up or we won’t make it)
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| (Don't let up)
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| (Don't let up or we won’t make it)
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| And so he drew himself a pentagon
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| Thinking it through a geodesic dome
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| From the coast of Tahiti to the hills of Rome
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| Step aside 'cause the man will take the Nobel Prize home
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| He said: «I won’t throw myself from the pier
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| I’m gonna go home and shut up for a year
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| And when the year is over I’ll reappear
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| And have a solution»
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| Now if these aspirations bother you
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| Well, you are just you, you don’t have a clue
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| I’m sticking to the plan, I will see it through
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| Let there be no confusion
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| 'Cause I’m the architect
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| (I feel its touch and go)
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| 'Cause I’m the architect
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| (I feel its touch and go)
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| 'Cause I’m the architect |