| The hall is cleaned, all beggars gone — a thousand candles ban the dawn
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| And may the world will tumble and fall — they’ve come to town on the royal call
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| A whistle blow, I’m gonna start my own show
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| Take me to the king, take me to the light
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| Take me to the place where I turn wrong to right
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| To break the rule, let them call me fool
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| Troubles away at Jester’s day
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| The overburdened tables sway — (No time to care for judgment day)
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| So dance and sing the night away — (Confss this night another day)
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| The noble Sires got a heart of gold — bones and crumbs for the crippled and old
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| Let red wine flow, yours private fool — head to toe
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| Take me to the king, take me to the light
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| Take me to the place where I turn wrong to right
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| To break the rule, let them call me fool
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| Troubles away at Jester’s day
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| A magic trick, a sleight-of-hand
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| Songs for the maids — jokes for the men
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| The juggler’s here to make a stand
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| Jingle jangle 'till the end
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| And as the lights go down, I can see
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| Drunken kings looking at me
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| I take my pay and leave this place — smile on my face |
| Take me to the king, take me to the light
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| Take me to the place where I turn wrong to right
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| To break the rule, let them call me fool
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| Troubles away at Jester’s day
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| Take me to the king, take me to the light… |