Harlequin
Turn your cheap tricks;
And we all turn our backs,
Nobody will laugh at a jester like that.
Your black and your white,
Now an unrighteous grey,
It seems there's no call for a joker today.
You can play to the devil
And the fallen kings too...
Who else would have time for a fool such as you?
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