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The ruthless turbaned bandit turns his back upon the cradle
As angry as you ever can recall
[Incomprehensible] and even though it's raining
Yet to join the flowers on the wall
I've waited for a chance to paint your blue town red
Slept where monsters dance on the flowers in your hand
Fools go rushing in where angels fear to tread
The late night contingent has a question that it poses
And they're smoking all the flowers you've arranged
And the blind poet enters beheading all you roses
To make up for the beauty you've regained
I've waited for a chance to paint your blue town red
Slept where monsters dance on the flowers in your hand
Fools go rushing in where angels fear to tread
A heart may break in a twist of fate and be thrown upon the pile
My bed still whirls though I see other girls when I stare a thousand miles
A heart may break in a certain time and place
But a friend still knows if it's her kiss on your smile
Your yellow dressed Athena assaults your very windows
And troubles all the clouds around your bed
And in the nearby land of the lovers the one-eyed man is crazy
'Cause lovers are too blind to hear a word that the fool has said
And I've waited for a chance to paint your blue town red
Slept where monsters dance on the flowers in your hand
And I've waited for a chance to paint your blue town red
Slept where monsters dance on the flowers in your hand
Where angels fear to tread, where angels fear to tread
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