Key: B minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
how long it's gonna take me
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to get famous
a season in pantomime,
two years in the West End stage,
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Because I can't afford to wait
till I'm dribbling bald, toothless,
and your posterity,
but if they exist,
Lord, show me that road
which is the road
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to the next whisky bar.
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Lord, what will it take, what will it take
to get me to be here,
to stay famous?
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How am I going to have to sell my soul
to the stylists and the tailors
of this world
if I'm not to go down in history
dance routines
above all,
teach me to be tame, bland,
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Cause that's the hardest thing of all,
To edit out my impure thoughts
when you know so well,
Lord, that I'm shameless
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Am
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Principled, amoral,
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confrontational and shameless
and all the animals upon it
before anyone even thought
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to give a name to the mainland
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the backlash came
saying you didn't even exist
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you know that more than I do
no matter what you've done
Created a world on that
difficult third album
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F#m
And the Lord said, don't ask me,
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Em
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All I know how to do is how to hide,
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how to hide and disappear
What strange place will it take
beyond the wildest dreams of man?
Will I rest at last between
the breasts and legs
where I was born in a limousine twenty foot long
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while the crowd stands by foaming at the mouth
like dogs with rabies?
the crowd?
Will I be taken from the back of
the stadium
To the front of the stadium
Tossed around and shunned
by what was allowed?
who do you have to sleep with in this town?
Who do you have to go down on
Lord, tell me, what soundtracks
What drugs do I have to do?
How old is too old?
How many free copies
with every album sold?
I'm not trying to say
I'm fit to dine at your table
All I'd say is we all use the
Lord, I have friends
I've watched them one by one
I smiled in my corner alone
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Watched their inner birds
Lord, you know
Mine remained a swan
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in cellophane
Lord, why do this to me?
Why let me die?
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Why?
How long did it take you
To walk the planet Earth
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And be amongst us
so he could do tricks
much better than ours
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we turned on your son and he was slain.
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the backlash always comes
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Created a world, given you a son,
or your difficult third album
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I have no idea
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All I know how to do
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C
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Is how to hide
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Lord, if that is all you can say to me,
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share with me the secret of
your immaculate obscurity.
you
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