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Everybody knows that the dice are loadedEverybody rolls with their fingers crossedEverybody knows that the war is overEverybody knows the good guys lostEverybody knows the fight was fixedThe poor stay poor, the rich get richThat’s how it goesEverybody knowsEverybody knows that the boat is leakingEverybody knows that the captain liedEverybody got this broken feelingLike their father or their dog just diedEverybody talking to their pocketsEverybody wants a box of chocolatesAnd a long stem roseEverybody knowsEverybody knows that you love me babyEverybody knows that you really doEverybody knows that you’ve been faithfulAh give or take a night or twoEverybody knows you’ve been discreetBut there were so many people you just had to meetWithout your clothesAnd everybody knowsEverybody knows, everybody knowsThat’s how it goesEverybody knowsEverybody knows, everybody knowsThat’s how it goesEverybody knowsAnd everybody knows that it’s now or neverEverybody knows that it’s me or youAnd everybody knows that you live foreverAh when you’ve done a line or twoEverybody knows the deal is rottenOld Black Joe’s still pickin’ cottonFor your ribbons and bowsAnd everybody knowsAnd everybody knows that the Plague is comingEverybody knows that it’s moving fastEverybody knows that the naked man and womanAre just a shining artifact of the pastEverybody knows the scene is deadBut there’s gonna be a meter on your bedThat will discloseWhat everybody knowsAnd everybody knows that you’re in troubleEverybody knows what you’ve been throughFrom the bloody cross on top of CalvaryTo the beach of MalibuEverybody knows it’s coming apartTake one last look at this Sacred HeartBefore it blowsAnd everybody knowsEverybody knows, everybody knowsThat’s how it goesEverybody knowsOh everybody knows, everybody knowsThat’s how it goesEverybody knows

Like a bird on the wire, / like a drunk in a midnight choir / I have tried in my way to be free. / Like a worm on a hook,

The ponies run, the girls are young / The odds are there to beat / You win a while, and then it’s done – / Your little winning streak

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel / You were talking so brave and so sweet / Giving me head on the unmade bed / While the limousines wait in the street

I loved you in the morning / Our kisses deep and warm / Your head upon the pillow / Like a sleepy golden storm

Well, I stepped into an avalanche / It covered up my soul / When I am not this hunchback that you see / I sleep beneath the golden hill

Come over to the window, my little darling / I’d like to try to read your palm / I used to think I was some kind of Gypsy boy / Before I let you take me home

If you want a lover / I’ll do anything you ask me to / And if you want another kind of love / I’ll wear a mask for you

If you are the dealer / I’m out of the game / If you are the healer / It means I’m broken and lame