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In liverpool on sunday no traffic on the avenue the light is pale and thin like you no sound down in this part of town exept for the boy in the belfry he's crazy he's throwing himself down from the top of the tower like a hunchback in heaven he's ringing the bells in the curch for the last half an hour it sounds like he's missing something or someone that he can't have now and if he isn't I certainly am homesick for a clock that told the same time sometimes you made no sence to me you probebly lay on the ground in somebody's arms probebly swallowed some of their history I'll be the girl who sings for my supper you'll be the monk who's forehead is high he'll be the man who's already working spreading the memorie all trough the sky in liverpool on sunday no reason to even remember you now
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