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Colliseum. The Colliseum.
Look out, [born].
You ought to know this by now.
You with the empty crane over....
They're the gatekeepers and the sentinels.
Their jokes are hum-drum.
The Colliseum. [X4]
Brown brass leading up to ionic columns.
Trust them.
Sometimes that is not enough
In the vast cavernous emptiness
That is the world of the callow.
But they stood outside of [
Bothom]...
The Colliseum. [X3]
Trust them.
But sometimes that's not enough
In the vast cavernous....
The Colliseum.[X2]
And you have to have a good condition
To get into the colliseum.
And the jingle jangle of this city
Makes you hunger and down.
You have to have a good conditionto get into the colliseum.
The colliseum.[X4
Brown brass leading up to ionic columns,
But sometimes that's not enough....
Their jokes are hum-drum.
About 7:30 to 8:00,tiredness sets in.
You want to take a little breakand get out of home.
The colliseum.[X4]
Brown brass....
You've got to have a good conditionto get into....
These people, they will never ever learn.
They are not fit to walk throughthe ionic columns ofthe colliseum.
The colliseum.
You've got to have a good conditionto get into the colliseum.
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