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Supertramp

Fool's overture

History recalls how great the fall can be
While everybody's sleeping, the boats put out to sea
Born on the wings of time
It seemed the answers were so easy to find
"Too late" the prophet's (profits) cry
The Isaland sinkink, let's take to the sky

Called the man a fool, stripped him of his pride
Everyone was laughing up until the day he died
And through the wound went deep
Still he's calling us out of our sleep
My friends, we're not alone
He wait's in silence to lead us all home
So you tell me that you find it hard to grow
Well I know, I know, I know
And you tell me taht you've many seeds to saw
Well I know, I know, I know

Can you hear me what I'm saying
Can you see the parts that I'm playing
Holy man, rocker man, come on Queenie
Jokerman, Spiderman, blue-eyed meanie
So you find your solution
What will be your last contribution ?
Lit it up, rip it up, why so lazy ?
Give it out, dish it out, let's go dreazy, yeah!
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