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Killed by the Telephone Lyrics

I had some fun with the wildest of friends
They took me to the park and they threw me away in the fens
I wandered all night my hand held like a gun
I wandered 'till i found the light from the city of fun
And this "don't know mind" I give
to this horrid pilgrimage
We go marching by-twos
and our horses run loose
and we can't go back
That's a natural fact
I see their silver faces
following us in the sky
The townspeople gathered around the square
to see the tightrope walker fight the bear
I am the bear with the dullest of claws
made to fight this life on a rope of meaningless laws

And this don't mind I give
to this life's pilgrimage
We go marching by-twos
and our horses run loose
and we can't go back
That's a natural fact
I see their silver faces
following us in the sky
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