| A comedian died tonight
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| Beside my bed, coughing in the moonlight
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| Oh, how he didn’t want to go
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| His face was painted white and he cried
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| «Lord, let me live another life»
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| How could you be our hangman?
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| All the comedians in pain, will you save them?
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| My faith is in no one else’s hands
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| Will you keep me alive in you eyes?
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| Lord, let us live another life
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| Are we all part of your bad dream?
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| Where all the comedians laugh and scream
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| And the riverbed weeps when you are sad
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| Everyone that opens their eyes tonight
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| Lord, let them live another life
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| Our bodies are falling apart
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| But the way they move is a work of art
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| A joke that’s killing everyone
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| No one in the room is left alive
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| Lord, let us live another life
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| A comedian died tonight
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| Beside my bed, coughing in the moonlight
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| Oh, how he didn’t want to go
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| His face was painted white and he cried
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| «Lord, let me live another life» |