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Try as I might to find sense theres so much confusion among mankind so blind to all the illusion clocks, calendars and deadlines time to go here, go there pur your masque on to don for the reality fair yes, the reality fair where everything is fake not what you see but commodity never give, always take a ride for a buck the crowded merry-go-round plastic smiles for miles across the desert town I see a man standing in line he thinks he's got it made a bulging back pocket, a gold locket and she's going to play his game her with the hour glass and a cup thats not real a town of money and honey on a neverending feris wheel yes, its time to go now go here, go there put your masque on to don for the reality fair
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Nov 15, 2009
Nov 15, 2009 at 4:48 AM UTC
Reality Fair
Try as I might to find sense theres so much confusion among mankind so blind to all the illusion clocks, calendars and deadlines time to go here, go there pur your masque on to don for the reality fair yes, the reality fair where everything is fake not what you see but commodity never give, always take a ride for a buck the crowded merry-go-round plastic smiles for miles across the desert town I see a man standing in line he thinks he's got it made a bulging back pocket, a gold locket and she's going to play his game her with the hour glass and a cup thats not real a town of money and honey on a neverending feris wheel yes, its time to go now go here, go there put your masque on to don for the reality fair
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Nov 15, 2009
Nov 15, 2009 at 4:48 AM UTC
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