| All the world is a stage, and the people in it merely players
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| They make their entrances, and they make their exits
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| Some play it right, and some play it wrong
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| So I will be the singer and you will be the song
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| Here’s a little song I’d like to sing to you today
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| Strictly for the birds but has a meaning in a way, oh yeah
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| Listen to the words and you will see that I am right
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| Is it asking much to stop this hate or is that right, alright
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| All the world is waiting for a sign of love today
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| You can see it if you care to look, you can see it in the way
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| That the world is just a big stage, but the artists play it wrong
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| So I will be the singer and you will be the song
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| The first act of this crazy play is lasting much too long
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| So I will be the singer and you will be the song
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| So I will be the singer and you will be the song
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| Now you’ve heard the end of it, maybe you can write some wrong
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| The tongue is in the cheek of it, and the cheek is in the song, sing-song
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| All the world is waiting for a sign of love today
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| You can see it if you care to look, you can see it in the way
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| That the world is just a big stage, but the artists play it wrong
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| So I will be the singer and you will be the song
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| The first act of this crazy play is lasting much too long
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| So I will be the singer and you will be the song
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| So I will be the singer and you will be the song
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| So I will be the singer and you will be the song |