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[Verse 1]
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  Four o'clock in the afternoon, and I didn't feel like very much.
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  I said to my self, "where are you, golden boy, where's your famous golden touch?"
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  I thought you knew where all of the elephants lie down,
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  I thought you where the crown-prince of all the wheels in Ivory Town.

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  Just take a look at your body now,      there's nothing much to save.
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  And a bitter voice in the mirror cries "Hey, Prince, you need a shave."

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  Now if you can manage to get your trembling fingers to behave,
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  Why don't you try unwrapping a stainless steel razor blade? That's right, 

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  it's come to this. Yes, it's come to this,

[Chorus]
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  And wasn't it a long way down?
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  Wasn't it a strange way down?

[Verse 2]
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There's no hot water and the cold is running thin,
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  Well, what do you expect from the kind of places you've been living in?
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  Don't drink from that cup, it's all caked and cracked along the rim,
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  That's not electric light, my friend, that is your vision growing dim.

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  Cover up your face with soap, there, now you're Santa Claus,
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  And you got a gift for anyone who will give you his applause.

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  I thought you were a racing man, ah, but you couldn't take the pace.
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  That's a funeral in the mirror, and it's stopping at your face. That's right, 

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  it's come to this. Yes, it's come to this,

[Chorus]
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  And wasn't it a long way down?
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  Ah wasn't it a strange way down?

[Verse 3]
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Once there was a path and a girl with chestnut hair,
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  And you passed the summers picking all of the berries that grew there.
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  There were times she was a woman, oh, there were times she was just a child,
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  And you held her in the shadow where the raspberries grow wild.

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  And you climbed twilight mountains, and you sang about the view,
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  And everywhere that you wandered, love seemed to go along with you.

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  That's a hard one to remember, yes, it makes you clench your fist,
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  And then the veins stand out like highways all along your wrist. And yes,

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  it's come to this. Yeah, it's come to this,

[Chorus]
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  And wasn't it a long way down?
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  Wasn't it a strange way down?

[Verse 4]
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You can still find a job, go out and talk to a friend,
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  On the back of every magazine, there are those coupons you can send.
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  Why don't you join the Rosicrucians? They will give you back your hope,
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  You can find your love with diagrams on a plain brown envelope.

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  But you've used up all your coupons, except the one that seems
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  To be written on your wrist along with several thousand dreams.

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  Now Santa Claus comes forward, that's a razor in his mitt,
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  And he puts on his dark glasses, and he shows you where to hit. 

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  And then the cameras pan, the stand-in stuntman,

[Outro]
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  dress re--hearsal rag,
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E|t's| just the dress re--hearsal rag,
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  You know this dress re--hearsal rag,
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E|t's| just the dress re--hearsal rag.