| Behind the smile of confidence
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| Somewhere you’ll find the wanted man
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| Blank-faced and wary of conversation with himself
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| Around the ring of confidence
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| They’re dancing to a different tune;
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| The others seem so confident
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| Why don’t you take a leaf from the storm we’re passing through?
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| In confidence we sail across the seven seas
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| To hide behind the veil — in confidence the key!
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| «I'm in good form, I’m feeling fine,»
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| Responsibly how well you do —
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| There’s nothing I can say about
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| The usual cocktail of public faith and private taboo
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| In confidence the trick is there for all to see —
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| In confidence the key!
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| Oh, don’t anyone let the cat out of the bag
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| Don’t anyone admit to human frailty
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| Someone let the cat out of the bag
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| Confidentially we learn we’re not alone
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| In lack of confidence we’re not alone
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| In lack of confidence we’re not alone
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| Behind the smile of confidence
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| Somewhere you’ll find the mortal man
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| Waving his arms in some urgent secret semaphore…
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| So I’ll face the world with confidence
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| I’ll toughen up my point of view
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| What better way to live a life
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| What other way can there be of seeing this thing through?
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| In confidence the trick, in confidence the game
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| The thing that makes us tick —
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| In confidence the flame!
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| Inside the ring of confidence
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| Somewhere you’ll find a stone-age man
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| Lost in the forest with darkness falling
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| Striking his flint to hold back
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| The roaring, the alien, the world
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| We are not alone |