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Straight out of mothballs we took the jet
And flew across
Gotham in retroglide
The closest thing to heaven that I found yet
In a city full of dreamers it’s as good as it gets

Go tell the spider to text the X
This comic book caper is nine to five
A seven or eleven and it’s a bet
In a city full of schemers it’s as good as it gets

Me, I m an eight ball shoot me and win
There s not a lot love in this city of sin
Do you ever get the feeling this sun has set
In a city full of screamers it’s as good as it gets

Calling all the great and the beautiful
How about a little empathy
What you gonna do when duty calls
Send in all the clowns to keep us happy

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Moby or Gobi a deserted dream
You hear a lot of ghosts in this old town
Gotta let the fuse blow you right out the net
In a city full of stealers it’s as good as it gets

Saigon ain t bygones for viet vets
You don’t know what hits you til they call in the debt
The apocalypse is now and it’s still Jack Schitt
In a city full of dealers it’s as good as it gets

Calling all the great and the beautiful
How about a little empathy
What you gonna do when duty calls
Send in all the clowns to keep us happy
Calling all the great and the beautiful
How about a little empathy
What you gonna do when duty calls
Send in all the clowns to keep us happy

Huu listen!
Do you have to go shake your head (yes or no)
Do you have to go tell me it isn t so
Do you wonder why it makes us cry every time we say goodbye
Do you ever give in to what you believe...

Przychodzi czasem dzień cały we łzach
od płaczu moknie dom, łzy stukają w dach
w morzu łez topi się świat
i tonę ja.

Tonę...

Pod taflą morza mam zamek ze szkła,
tam czeka na mnie żal, co na sercu gra
czasami lubię ten ton
czysty jak łza...

Tonę...

Cicho woła...

Too many problems, the world can?t solve
Too many people, no-one wants to be involved
(Lack of communication, back off)

Keep rearranging, it?s all the same
Always saying, someone else is to blame
(Lack of communication, back off)
Look all around me, who?s...

I remember it well
The first time that I saw
Your head around the door
Cause mine stopped working

I remember it well
There was wet in your hair
I was stood in the stairs
And time stopped moving

I want you here tonight
I...

Today don t look so bad
Compared to tomorrow
If time is all we have
Then we re living on borrowed
Yesterday s for fools
Who try to remember
The good ol days
Weren t always that
Much better