| You think you’re safe from all that’s gone before
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| No one can touch you now for evermore
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| It’s out of sight but not out of your mind
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| You cannot lose it you can only pretend
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| This is the end my friend this is the end
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| You’re a great example to us all
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| A pillar of society, that’s for sure
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| But I hear those bones shake behind the cupboard door
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| And I know the combination to free them once more
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| This is the end my friend this is the end.
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| I don’t need no one to spy
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| Telescope or private eye
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| Cos I know, yes I’ve know it all the while
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| You go to goodwill functions, charity balls
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| You walk with royalty in presidential halls
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| But in your soul a voice is screaming to be heard
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| No matter how you try it cannot be deterred
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| This is the end my friend this is the end
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| I don’t need no one to spy
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| Telescope or private eye
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| Cos I know, yes I’ve know it all the while
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| I hear your modest tones upon the radio
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| And I see you public face an all-convincing show
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| You know who you are and where you’re coming from
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| You know what the future hold you cannot always run
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| This is the end my friend this is the end
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| I don’t need no one to spy
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| Telescope or private eye
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| Cos I know, yes I’ve know it all the while
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| You think you’re safe from all that’s gone before
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| No one can touch you now for evermore
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| It may be hid but in spite of it all
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| It’s there in neon letters ten feet tall
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| This is the end my friend this is the end |