| I hear the seven deadly sins
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| And the terrible twins come to call on you
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| The bigger they are babe
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| The harder they fall on you
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| And you youre always the same you persevere
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| On the same old pleasure ground
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| Oh and it never rains around here
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| It just comes pouring down
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| You had no more volunteers
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| So you got profiteers for to help you out
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| With friends like that babe
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| Good friends you had to do without
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| And now theyve taken the chains and the gears
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| From off your merry-go-round
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| Oh and it never rains around here
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| It just comes pouring down
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| And your new romeo
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| Was just a gigolo when he let you down
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| See the faster they are babe
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| The faster they get out of town
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| Leaving make up stains and the tears
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| Of a clown
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| Yes and it never rains around here
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| It just comes pouring down
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| Oh you were just a roller coaster memory
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| I dont know why I was even passing through
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| I saw you making a date with destiny
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| When he came around here asking after you
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| In the shadow of the wheel of fortune
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| Youre busy trying to clear your name
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| You say i may be guilty yeah that may be true
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| But Id be lying if I said I was to blame
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| See we could have been major contenders
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| We never got no money no breaks
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| Youve got a list of all the major offenders
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| You got a list of all their major mistakes
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| And hes just standing in the shadows
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| Yes and you smile that come-on smile
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| Oh I can still hear you say as clear as the day
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| id like to make it worth your while
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| Ah but its a sad reminder
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| When your organ grinder has to come to you for rent
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| And all youve got to give him
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| Is the use of your side-show tent
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| Yes and thats all that remains of the years
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| Spent doing the rounds
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| And it never rains around here
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| Well it just comes pouring down
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| Now you know what they say about beggars
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| You cant complain about the rules
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| You know what they say about beggars
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| You know whos the first to blame his tools
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| You never gave a damn about who you pick up And leave laying bleeding on the ground
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| You screw people over on the way up Because you thought that you were never coming down
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| And he takes you out in vaudeville valley
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| With his hand up smothering your screams
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| And he screws you down in tin pan alley
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| In the city of a billion dreams |