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What price happiness?
What price happiness? Who can truthfully say? But for every share, with tears we pay. Love is happiness. I've had happiness, But it ended one day. Now I look at life a different way. When skies are cloudy and grey, They're only grey for a day, So wrap your troubles in dreams And dream your troubles away. Until that sunshine peaks through, There's only one thing to do. Just wrap your troubles in dreams And dream your troubles away. Your castles may tumble; That's fate after all. Life's really funny that way. No use to grumble; Just smile as they fall. Weren't you king for a day, say? Just remember that sunshine Always follows the rain. So wrap your troubles in dreams And dream your troubles away. Say your castles may tumble; That's fate after all. Life's really funny that way. No use to grumble; Just smile as they fall. Weren't you king for a day, say? Just remember that sunshine Always follows the rain. So wrap your troubles in dreams And dream your troubles away. And dream your troubles away. |
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Satan, Satan thought up a plan,
Dressed as a man Walking the earth and since he began The world is hell for you and me. But what a heaven it will be When that man is dead and gone. When that man is dead and gone. We'll go dancing down the street Kissing everyone we meet When that man is dead and gone. What a day to wake up on. What a way to greet the dawn. Hap- hap- happy, yes indeed! On the morning when we read That that man is dead and gone. We've got a date To celebrate The day we catch up with that one man spreading hate. His account is overdrawn. And his chances are in pawn. Some fine day the news will flash Satan with the small moustache Is asleep beneath the lawn When that man is dead and gone. Come on now, we're going to celebrate. He's the guy that's spreading hate. His account is overdrawn. And his chances are in pawn. Some fine day the news will flash Satan with the small moustache Is asleep beneath the lawn. When that man is dead and gone- What a day to wake up on! What a way to greet the dawn! When a certain man is dead and gone! |
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Let me sigh;
Let me cry, When I'm blue. Let me go Away from this lonely town. Won't be long Till my song Will be through. Cause I know I'm on my last go-round. All the love I could steal, beg or borrow Wouldn't heal all this pain in my soul. What is love but a prelude to sorrow? With a heartbreak ahead for your goal? Here I go. Now you know Why I'm leaving. Got the blues! What can I lose? Goodbye. Now you know Why I'm leaving. Got the blues! What can I lose? Goodbye. |