The Performer

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I stand on this stage,  one 
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empty page
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Nothing to tell, so little to sell
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Won’t you come on in my old 
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friends and sit down

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I’m just what you see, there’s 
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nothing to me
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A piece of the end that never has 
been
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Won’t you come on in my old 
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friends and sit down

Chorus:
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Can’t you tell by my clothes I 
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never made it
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Can’t you hear that my songs just 
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won’t sing
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Can’t you see in my eyes that I 
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hate it
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Wasting twenty long years on a dream

Thanks for coming by to sit and 
watch me die
God knows friends i might there’s 
three more shoulders tonight
Won’t you come on in my old friends 
and sit down