| The joker left the ballroom queen
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| And now he’s tryin' to fix his broken dreams
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| In foreign starry nights
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| But the ballroom queen stays restless
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| She stumbles on the floor
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| The mirror ball has stopped to turn
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| What’s humming through the hall?
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| The noise of more than a decade
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| Oh I still can feel it’s weight
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| And it’s getting late tonight
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| I chase the ghost who stole my sleep
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| You know once when we were wild
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| These days we used to ride the wave
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| That took us and left us kind of swaying
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| But I stranded on an island and it feels like I’m fraying
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| This brings back a friend at a gas station saying:
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| Welcome to Paradise
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| We’ve got Chocolate and Soda
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| And in artificial light, the prom of the loners
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| Sparks spray through the sky
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| And a princess is waiting
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| My very paradise
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| And my hobo friend is saying:
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| Could this be the last sunset in earth?!
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| The Joker is still out of sight
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| He’s chasin down the coastline roads
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| Tryin' to catch what he once threw away
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| Back in his wasteful days
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| The velvet haze slowly descends
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| But now I fear to see your face again
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| Oh my dearest friend
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| I’m riding alone again
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| And the pulse of time, continuously beating
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| While a voice inside my TV is quietly repating:
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| Welcome to Paradise
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| We’ve got Chocolate and Soda
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| And in artificial light, the prom of the loners
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| Sparks spray through the sky
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| And the princess is waiting
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| In my very paradise
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| And my hobo friend is saying
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| Could this be the last sunset in earth?!
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| And the Joker hides somewhere, while I’m standing alone in the surf |