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Two, three, four
The fool, he wears a crown upon his head
You know, it's made of sticks and Silly String, it's said
He acts like drunken royalty
No friends to call for loyalty
But still the foolish fanfare marches on
Silence the day
By blocking out the sun
The back door man comes knocking
Are you gonna see him?
Is he gonna see you?
Oh
The fool, he wears a crown upon his head
You know, it's made of sticks and Silly String, it's said
He acts like drunken royalty
No friends to call for loyalty
But still the foolish fanfare marches on
Silence the day
By blocking out the sun
The back door man comes knocking
Are you gonna see him?
Is he gonna see you?
Oh
Burning with the other dogs tonight
Yeah, I'm hiding in the darkness 'cause it's alright
The fire comes up
And the rain pouring down
It leaves an ash-side blanket over town
Can you feel it closing in?
That weight upon your shoulders
Shots were fired, they rang out loud
All to please a famished crowd
The party's never really over
Are you gonna see him?
Is he gonna see you?
Yeah, I'm hiding in the darkness 'cause it's alright
The fire comes up
And the rain pouring down
It leaves an ash-side blanket over town
Can you feel it closing in?
That weight upon your shoulders
Shots were fired, they rang out loud
All to please a famished crowd
The party's never really over
Are you gonna see him?
Is he gonna see you?
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