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A Band of His Friends
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The Ringmaster
There's a circus in my head and then the ringmaster said that all of the clowns are dead and then he took me from bed through dark, murky waters, we tread with an axe in his hands, stained with red
I follow the Master duly, then look o'er my shoulder and see a spectre flying at me I ask the Master, myself, free I plea and I plea and I plea I break 'way and I start to flea
I return to my caravan followed slowly by the man I can take it no more and then from behind the door Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com rising up from the floor the ghost - I was done for!
Il y a un cirque dans ma tête et puis le maître a dit que tous les bouffons sont morts et puis il m'a fallu du lit aux travers les eaux il marchait avec une hache rouge dans ses mains
There's a circus in my head and then the ringmaster said that all of the clowns are dead and then he took me from bed through dark, murky waters, we tread with an axe in his hands, stained with red
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