i went to the beach
because I lost my best friend
and searched the horizon
which did not seem to end
my friend gave me a kingdom
to call my very own
with an army and a navy
and a golden throne
and personal bodyguards
dressed in style
and a private beach
that stretched for miles
tall buildings filled with bureaucrats
all dressed the same
and mobs beneath my balcony
cheering my name
he gave me these things
because he was my friend
but a demon appeared
and this message did send
beware of false gifts
and do not count your wealth
truth is a serpent
and is bad for your health
i thought of the good times
but not for long
betrayal and oppression
are the themes of my song
the sun went down
the waves faded away
the way that they do
at the end of the day
I walked down the hallway
and stood at the door
my friend was inside
I heard him fall on the floor
I hurried inside
and there he lay dead
a message was written
upon his bald head
beware of the sneagle
that flups in the broove
you will plead with the judges
but they will not be moved
i opened the window
and climbed down the tree
the hounds of unmercy
were howling for me
in all the confusion
i somehow escaped
wearing sherlock holmes’s hat
and dracula’s cape
now i sit by the seashore
with an empty glass
the clouds roll by
but the storm will not pass
somewhere folks drink coffee
and somewhere folks drink tea
somewhere the sun is shining
but not on me
if you want my story
to come to its end
tell any gendarmes who ask you
you were never my friend
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