Well let me tell you a story, now
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about a judge, a thief and a wife and a clown
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'Cause on this fine, fine day one of them goes down
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The judge said to the thief:
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"Boy it's a fine day for justice."
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And the thief said to the judge:
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"Old man it's a fine, fine day for love."
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The wife said to the clown:
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"My dear, you gotta take the judge down"
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And the clown, the clown he just smiled.
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As the clown stood covered in the judge's blood, he cried:
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"Well I will be a fool no more. I will be a fool no more."
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As he turned and cartwheeled out the door
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Now let me tell you something
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the thief, the thief and the wife, well they left that day
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left the, left the clown covered in the judges blood alone.
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The clown frowned as he fell to the ground:
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"It's a fine, fine day for love.
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It's a fine, fine, fine, fine day for love.
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A fine, fine day for fools.
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And I will be a fool no more,
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because of you."
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Halloween
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Florence + The Machine |