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He may break your spirit,
He may play awhile.
You can only bear it,
You must just smile.
If he would dance, you'll dance all night,
He can romance the pure daylight.
Romance!
Call out the Jester,
You know he only plays for himself.
Which way will they tumble,
Which way will they fall?
Who would break the mirror,
Who can crack the wall?
It is with him your fortune lies
And in the wind who bears the prize.
Surprise!
Call out the Jester,
You know he only plays for himself.
He don't care about the love in you;
He only plays!
Call out the Jester
You know he only plays for himself.
He don't care about the good luck in you,
He only laughs about the things that you do.
He don't worry 'bout luck.
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