Lyrics:

Eparthenon Huxley)

tarot Cards
said I'm Already Dead
crystal Ball
fell Down Onto My Head
tenderness
if I Want It I Pay
my True Love
well She Threw It Away

chorus
but I Can Shine It All On
i Can Shine It All On
i Can Shine It All On
and Still Be Amazed

had Some Money
and A Hole In My Pocket
had A House
but I Forgot To Lock It
took A Drag
from A Smoke That May Kill Me
what A Drag
how The Winter Wind Chills Me

chorus

i'll Shine It On Just Like Macbeth
in The Face Of Certain Death
of A Salesman Or A King
and When The Palm Trees Are On Fire
i'll Take My Boat Out On The Sea

had A Face
but I Never Could Save It
hada Kid
but I Never Would Name It
have A Life
well, That's What They Call It
it's A Road
but I Guess I Could Crawl It

chorus
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