| It was an early morning meet-up at the mansion up the mountain
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| The Maestro still had glitter on his face
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| They led us to the office and once my eyes adjusted
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| I took a little look around the place
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| On the mantle was a portrait of his father and the fortune
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| He’d amassed from being ruthless but polite
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| And a bottle with a model, a specific British clipper ship
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| On his desk there was a pistol and a pipe
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| The sunrise wasn’t perfect but it was close enough to count
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| The vibrations were impatient he said he’s sick of running out
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| But first we set the prices and then we talk about amounts
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| The sweet parade the morning brings
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| The drifters wearing angel wings
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| The hard distorted hymns they sing
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| So sad the night is over
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| The shepherds started spinning out
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| The cowboys trying to dismount
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| St. Francis with the pigeons on his shoulder
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| Now while you’re here in person I was kind of, sort of hoping
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| I could ask you 'bout a girl I met last night
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| She had the aura of an angel
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| But she had a couple problems
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| I guess the big one is she’s someone else’s wife
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| And she didn’t bring it up with any sort of plan in place
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| She said she was just putting out the feelers
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| When she asked if she could choke you
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| Underneath the blacklight poster
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| With a spaceman saying, «Take me to your dealer»
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| This scene, it only moves at a few different speeds
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| Forage and gather, attack and retreat
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| First we’re gonna finish up our business
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| Then we’ll finally get some sleep
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| All the things you never really noticed before
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| Turned out that they don’t even matter
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| 'Cause when someone hits the switch in the kitchen
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| All the insects just scatter
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| The broken birds all headed south
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| The pirates with the party mouth
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| The corner boys all calling out
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| So sad the war is finished
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| Each daybreak there’s a new parade
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| From uptown through the old arcades
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| Along the way we lost the flame
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| But there’s burners in the kitchen
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| We’ve been staying late a lot
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| That mansion on the mountaintop
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| Did you think about the thing The Maestro mentioned?
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| How tomorrow’s pretty much today
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| And I don’t predict a major change
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| Seems like you and me have got momentum
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| Feels like now we’re in this pretty deep
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| We should get set up before we sleep
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| Feels like now we’re in this pretty deep
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| We should get set up before we sleep |