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  • In autumn he comes to this town
  • When the peoples guard is down
  • On a day like today
  • Overcast and gray
  • Bells were all ringing
  • The birds stopped their singing
  • The wind caught in the trees
  • Screaming to be free
  • He alights from the platform
  • In his usual uniform
  • His skin looks like he slept in it
  • Or had something rotten kept in it
  • And snakes stir in the thistles
  • Back of cats neck bristles
  • round vicious lips the fur is stained
  • The disillusionist is back again
  • They say that hes famous from the waist down
  • But the top half of his body is a corpse
  • His gold wont buy him sleep
  • His poverty runs so deep
  • In winter he cracks, in summer he warps
  • Hang around the backstage door
  • But he knows what youre waiting for
  • You rub yourself against his fame
  • Already ready to bear the blame
  • He asks you did you like my show?
  • As if he really wants to know
  • Then doesnt wait for your reply
  • He just pulls you back inside
  • Youve started feeling dizzy
  • It isnt you or is he
  • Persuade you mentally
  • Undress you incidentally
  • Down the swaying corridor
  • People you feel sorry for
  • But when he puts the gaze on you
  • Youre amazed at what youll let him do
  • He can turn wine into water
  • Mother against daughter
  • Juggles busy deadlines
  • Gets himself off headlines
  • Surrounded by his minions
  • Who never have opinions
  • Performing little tricks for you
  • Puts it in a fix for you
  • Smashes your watch with a hammer
  • Caresses you with camera
  • And says the magic words
  • That nobodys ever heard
  • Now the slur is fading
  • Reality all-pervading
  • It only makes you want him more
  • It only makes you fawn him more
  • And he does the indian rope trick
  • The one that makes you seasick
  • And he keeps on filling up your cup
  • But you keep on filling up
  • And some of its done with mirrors
  • And some of its done with scissors
  • And some of its done with cables
  • And his hands under the table
  • It doesnt matter you want to believe
  • It doesnt matter if you have to leave
  • You wont escape his orbit
  • And the things that you must forfeit
  • And the audience seems familiar
  • Some of them in particular
  • Bet you they are his plants
  • When he plays the game of chance
  • He reads the minds of jilted girls
  • And the story really unfurls
  • Cast a fortune for the man in the suit
  • Whos suffering is very acute
  • Theres a rabbit in his hat
  • But I thought I smelled a rat

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