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When the fever burns your brainWhen your heart has got a nameAnd you long for generous daysYou want a spring in your walk and a smile on your face..Another day inside the pearlYou could have screamed; leaving this worldYou laugh'n'joke without a careAnd bear a depression you can see from the air..Ride the tail of rhymeBreak the legs of time- Snap it's spine..As a statue wearing complicated clothesA monument to power, standing, but on reconstrucdead toesAt my feet there's a plate I haven't read..Apart from that - then I'll be reconstrucdeadA tambourine rings in my bloodThe circus' rolling'n'the cage is locked..So where's the light - a match that flares- The pot at the end of the rainbow's wherePick your nose as you pick your friendsOr spend a life in fear of the endTo tell a nodding shrink won't help- So I say to myself: Hey, get a hold on yourself!Ride the tail of rhymeBreak the legs of time- Snap it's spine..As a statue wearing complicated clothesA monument to power, standing, but on reconstrucdead toesAt my feet there's a plate I haven't read..Apart from that - then I'll be reconstrucdead, reconstrucdead..My eyes are blind My mind is numbBut my ears begin to hear - to hear the growing humLike a statue, jealous of the rush hourI'm reconstrucdead like a monument, a monument to powerAs a statue wearing complicated clothesStanding high up as a tower now, but still the cracks will - yeahThe cracks will showA lifetime of frustration - the things that I can't getApart from that - then I'll be reconstrucdeadReconstrucdead Reconstrucdead Reconstrucdead