| I have nothing left to say
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| But I’m going to say it anyway
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| Thirty years upon a stage
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| And now I hear the people say
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| Why won’t he go away?
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| I pass the houses of the dead
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| They’re calling me to join their group
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| But I stagger on instead
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| Dear God, Sweet God
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| Protect me from the truth
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| I’m dead but I don’t know it
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| (He's dead He’s dead)
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| I’m dead but I don’t know
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| (He's dead He’s dead)
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| I’m dead but I don’t know it
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| (He's dead He’s dead)
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| Please don’t tell me so Let me, let me go
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| I have a family to support
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| But surely, that is no excuse
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| I’ve nothing further to report
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| Time you spend with me Is time you lose
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| BRIDGE
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| I always thought that I would know
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| When it was time to quit
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| That when I lost a step or two or three or four or five
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| I’d notice it Now that I’ve arrived here safely
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| I find my talent is gone
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| Why do I go on and on and on and on and on And on and on and on and on and on
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| (He's dead He’s dead He’s dead)
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| I don’t know it
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| (He's dead He’s dead He’s dead)
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| I didn’t know
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| (He's dead He’s dead He’s dead)
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| I didn’t know it
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| (He's dead He’s dead He’s dead)
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| How would be so cruel to tell me so?
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| (You're dead!)
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| When will I end this bitter game?
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| When will I end this cruel charade?
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| Everything I write all sounds the same
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| Each record that I’m making
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| Sounds like a record that I made
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| Just not as good!
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| I’m dead but I don’t know it
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| (He's dead He’s dead)
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| I’m dead but I didn’t know
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| (He's dead He’s dead)
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| I’m dead but I don’t know it
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| (He's dead He’s dead)
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| Please don’t tell me so Please don’t tell me so
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| (YOUR"RE DEAD!!!) |