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Really don't mind if you sit this one out.
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My words but a whisper -- your deafness a SHOUT.
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I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
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Your sperm's in the gutter -- your love's in the sink.
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So you ride yourselves over the fields
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and you make all your animal deals
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and your wise men don't know how it feels
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to be thick as a brick.
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And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away
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in the tidal destruction
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the moral melee.
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The elastic retreat rings the close of play
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as the last wave uncovers
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the newfangled way.
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But your new shoes are worn at the heels
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and your suntan does rapidly peel
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and your wise men don't know how it feels
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to be thick as a brick.
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And the love that I feel is so far away:
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I'm a bad dream that I just had today --
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and you shake your head
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and say it's a shame.
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Spin me back down the years
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and the days of my youth.
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Draw the lace and black curtains
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and shut out the whole truth.
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Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song.
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{ 5/0 5/2 5/3 5/2 5/3 4/0 6/3 5/2 electric riff repeats
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See there! A son is born --
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and we pronounce him fit to fight.
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There are black-heads on his shoulders,
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and he pees himself in the night.
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We'll make a man of him
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put him to trade
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teach him to play Monopoly and
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to sing in the rain.
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(organ solo)
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(forte)
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D{5 F{8 D/F (hold dischord)
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The Poet and the painter casting shadows on the water --
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as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea.
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The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other --
DAsus2B
as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed.
EmDEm
The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling --
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but the master of the house is far away.
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The horses stamping -- their warm breath clouding
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in the sharp and frosty morning of the day.
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And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword.
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And the youngest of the family is moving with authority.
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Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide
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to wash them all aside.
(7:14 - solos)
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(9:13)
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The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river
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where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
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the builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
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and contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need.
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The young men of the household have
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all gone into service and
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are not to be expected for a year.
EmDEm
The innocent young master -- thoughts moving ever faster --
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has formed the plan to change the man he seems.
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And the poet sheaths his pen
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while the soldier lifts his sword.
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And the oldest of the family is moving with authority.
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Coming from across the sea, he challenges the son
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who puts him to the run.
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(10:30)
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What do you do when
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the old man's gone -- do you want to be him? And
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your real self sings the song.
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Do you want to free him?
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No one to help you get up steam --
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and the whirlpool turns you `way off-beam.