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Lone Charlie Chaplin
Standing part from the crowd
Why are you so silent?
Is that Hat you hide behind your speakers?
And the funny Mustashe your microphone?
You prance away from policemen,
and dance without a beat.
Your face expresses all the things,
You'd never dare to speak.
With a spring of your cane,
and a hop in your step.
You waddle away from the crowd you just upset.
A gentleman,
A dreamer.
A heart made out of Gold.
His life lives on,
His story without a fold...
Standing part from the crowd
Why are you so silent?
Is that Hat you hide behind your speakers?
And the funny Mustashe your microphone?
You prance away from policemen,
and dance without a beat.
Your face expresses all the things,
You'd never dare to speak.
With a spring of your cane,
and a hop in your step.
You waddle away from the crowd you just upset.
A gentleman,
A dreamer.
A heart made out of Gold.
His life lives on,
His story without a fold...
Geez, I sat down to write a letter back to one of my friends, and I get this.... I'd never would of geussed i'd be good at writing..... go fig. Sorry if im boring you guys with the constant Charlie Chaplin shtuff, I'll post some random shit in a while! XD
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Fantastic! Love it!