| You’re nobody
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| Though you want
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| To play a king
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| No chance to cheat
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| Clown’s betrayed
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| By his face
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| If you’d paint
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| Your grief in colours
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| Put two sparkles in your eyes
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| Then you’d cast a spell and turn
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| Black into white
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| Betrayal into laughter
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| So don’t tell me That it’s meant
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| To be like that
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| That you’ll stop to amuse the world
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| That it isn’t you any more
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| Look they don’t believe you
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| They’re fed up with your cliches
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| It was you who taught them
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| How to laugh at kings
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| Time is flying
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| Clown is trying to play a king
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| Who will animate
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| That sad and plastic face
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| You should paint your grief in colours
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| Put two sparkles in your eyes
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| Then you’d cast a spell and turn
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| Black into white
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| Betrayal into laughter… |