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Man On The Decline
The gypsy read my fingers,she traced my love line's fallI asked her how my life looked;she felt no pulse at allI offered up my twentyand I thanked her for the timebut she refused to take a dollarfrom a man on the declineI once was on the other sideof the wall from which I stand,Upon it was my name,as the owner of this landNow, scraps are all I ask forfrom the table which you dine,at the feast of opportunityfor a man on the declineEverything seems possibleto a man without woesBut understand, they've got no timeto care about their foesOr maybe what is lackingLetras de cancionesis a light bulb's radiant shineTo understand that everyoneis the man on the declineThe gypsy read my fingers,she traced my love line's fallI asked her how my life looked;she felt no pulse at all
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