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Its all hats off now, all drum rolls and applause
By a sleight of the hand you will turn them into dust
Or face to face you will lead them by their faults
Drag your feet in the sawdust
Eaten alive? Just stare it out
Its all good luck charms, all trying to understand
And deep inside we will always hope for the worst
You say you keep them close but theyre closer than you think
Drag your feet in the sawdust
Eaten alive? Just stare it out
Next spring will bring you back again
Youll sigh and crack the whip for us
And maybe you will be the one
Wholl draw the line in the sand
For us to cross
Its all pat backs now, all painting portraits time
But maybe when the night comes, youll open up the cage
Youll open up the cage
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