| You can read right through a book of matches
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| But that won’t make you smart
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| You can laugh in the face of watches
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| But time will only break your heart
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| Kings reign beneath umbrellas
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| Hide pennies down in cellars
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| And money pours down and yet
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| Not everyone gets soaking wet
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| When bores and bullies conspire
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| To stamp out your spark
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| Listen for…
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| A Voice In The Dark
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| Not a moment too soon as we blue the moon
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| And a wolf begins to howl in tune
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| I announced for all mankind
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| A boon
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| Stand aside you big baboon
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| Now I’m the a prize invention
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| You’re the image of yourself
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| Forget your cares
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| And disapproving stares
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| I’m not here to try to jump your borders
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| Just ask your nieces and daughters
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| I’m flat as sole, I’m happy as a clam
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| But they don’t know the kind of man I am
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| Little fish swimming in a jealous shoal
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| Now my net is overflowing
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| And I suddenly seem to be all seeing and all knowing
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| I’ve got something right there
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| They you need to hear
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| But have no fear
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| Lend a hand
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| Lend an ear
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| If your rent-money is in arrears
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| We’ll be striking up a symphony bandstand
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| Long of hair and loose of tooth
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| There’ll be pirouettes and startling handstands
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| And who but acrobats know how to tell the truth
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| When is said that then redundant
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| They gallivant in peg-leg pants
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| I‘ll be your servant
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| You’ll be my pal
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| I’ll be ever faithful you know I shall
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| There’s no fool like an old fool
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| Who blames it all upon his youth
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| When times are tough and you find you’re down
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| Without a star to wish upon
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| Just listen for…
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| A Voice In The Dark
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| I was striking through a box of matches
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| Hoping that one would spark
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| I heard somebody calling to me
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| A voice in the dark
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| A sound both wild and gentle
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| Daring and confidential
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| I thought there was music playing
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| But it was all and only talk
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| When liars and bullies conspire to stamp out spark
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| Fill up that empty space in your heart
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| Listen up, when the herald says, «Hark»
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| Believe in just a voice in the dark… |