| Famous disappearing act
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| Kills 'em every time
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| The willing subject sneaks out back
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| And leaves her space behind
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| But life is not a parlour trick
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| There’s no slight of hand
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| Just tryin' to save the sinking ship
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| And there’s not sight of land
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| And we are all in the same boat, darlin'
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| On the same rough sea
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| We are all in the same boat, darlin'
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| The ship of fools it seems
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| There’s no good news in the news
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| Only bad news papers
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| As black humour stands amused
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| At the plight of human nature
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| There’s still a lot of good in the world
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| No matter what they say
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| And when the darkness comes unfurled
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| There’s a light that was built to stay
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| Optimists and realists
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| And cynics all agree
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| That we are all in this
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| Together whatever will be |