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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 this sinking ship |
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And there's no 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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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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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 |
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Oh we are all the 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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Oh we are all the 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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The ship of fools it seems |
