Leonard Cohen - A Singer Must Die
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Now the coBburtroom is quiet, but wAsus2ho will confess
Is it trBbue you betrayed us? The anAsus2swer is yes
Then reCmaj7ad me the list of the crFimes that are mine
I will Dsus2ask for the mercy that you loGve to decline
And all the lCadies go moist, and the juE/bdge has no choice
A sAminger must die for the lGie in his voice
And I thank you, I thank you for doing your duty
You keepers of truth, you guardians of beauty
Your vision is right, my vision is wrong
I'm sorry for smudging the air with my song
La la Cla, la la la la la la la E/bla la, la la la la la, Amla la G
Oh the night it is thick, my defences are hid
In the clothes of a woman I would like to forgive
In the rings of her silk, in the hinge of her thighs
Where I have to go begging in beauty's disguise
Oh goodnight, goodnight, my night after night
My night after night, after night, after night, after night
And I am so afraid that I listen to you
Your sun glassed protectors they do that to you
It's their ways to detain, their ways to disgrace
Their knee in your balls and their fist in your face
Yes and long live the state by whoever it's made
Sir, I didn't see nothing, I was just getting home late
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