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The Ballad Of Harry Noryb
This is hell playing madman on the stage But a different kind of idiot wrote this play And it isn't even relevant today And my being splits, one half walks out and sits In the audience and grins
All the time getting drunk as he orates And he's swallowed in a sea of sated eyes He has a most peculiar way to say goodbye And he hates, he lies, he's dreaming alibis As homeward he glides
And there's love in those loins that dance on the floor And happiness drips from the tap on the bar Reminds me of a place in God knows where Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Where too many changes occurred by far
And maybe for him and me both it's fake These surrogate brothers won't drink too late And it reminds me of how the immigrant runs My Romans, my countrymen didn't show up
He's a sailor, he's been betrayed From over the sea that never was... He's more than just an immigrant that's been betrayed From over the sea that never was... He's more than just an immigrant He's a sailor in an airplane...
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