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Lyricist: Procol Harum
Lyrics: 
 You'd better listen anybody 'cos I'm gonna make it clear That my life is unimportant; What I've done I did through fear There's a river running through me: On its tide I tried to hide Nonetheless I could not shake it And in the end it swept aside All my feeble unimportance I can't say it, never mind Can't you hear me mother calling you? I'm cold, I'm deaf, I'm blind And if only 'cos you're lucky We both know that's no find I did think I'd be an actor What I am I'll leave behind You'd better listen anybody 'cos it's me and you --that's it And in case you find your maker Perhaps you'll plead for us a bit All my sick is in my stomach All my sweat is clearly fear And if you could see inside me I don't think you'd have me here Tell the helmsman veer to starboard Bring this ship around to port And if the sea was not so salty I could sink instead of walk And in case of passing strangers Who are standing where I fell Tell the truth: you never knew me And in truth it's just as well 
	
	
	 
	
		
		
	
	
  
	
			
	   	 
      
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