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Welcome... To the Paradise Parade! The Masked Man plays the flute turning his back on the setting sun, A Singing Girl is sitting on his shoulder Following the rhythm of the flute; Its sound is irresistible For those who bear deep Scars in their hearts. Wandering people, Tempted by the sound of the flute, one by one they line in a row, Everybody is free to join, but nobody is allowed to leave! The parade continues, It goes towards the End of the world. |
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The chain remains, the gang is intact The name is mine, I'll take blame for that The pressure's on, but guess who ain't gonna crack? Ha ha, pardon me, I had to laugh at that How could you falter when you're the Rock of Gibraltar? I had to get off the boat so I could walk on water This ain't no tall order, this is nothin' to me Difficult takes a day, impossible takes a week I do this in my sleep I sold kilos of coke, I'm guessin' I can sell CD's I'm not a businessman; I'm a business, man! Let me handle my business, damn |
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