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You can find us making magic
near the flower shop
we are open for new stories
from closed door
I've spent thousand of hours
between faces on these streets
and no one here knows me
but I'm the king who can switch
So you'll wake up at night
and your days will be blind
for my stories from life
keep on thrilling you all
call me Lord I'll be glad
When your dreams start to fall
So please take this empty ticket
and hide it deep as you can
put your cold hands in warm pockets
there's smoke under my hat
bulbous tree is watching us
and it spits with black leafs
and my old book of magic
it is full of taxi bills
No one can hurts me
cause I live just upstairs
If you want to make some magic
fold your hands, take a gun, call me Lord, lets make fun
and run, and run, and run
I've sold everything I used to have
and I'm barefoot as You see
tell me why you don't remember
about my prophecies
but it's still not too late
come and join me right now
I'll fix Your every problem
only put this bottle down...
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