No more delight or crawling around Whisper the word, hold my hand Never forget those who refuse you Never forget who you've been And you will fight with demons When we shall go to town And we'll eat between the rich men And we'll drink if we don't go down Follow the lights, stay on the outside The only way in is swollen with tears Don't bring your things, just let me serve you Only a fool turns around And you will fight with demons When we shall go to town And you will wear your best shoes And we'll dance if we don't go down And we'll dance if we don't go down
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