(C. Murphy/Sloan)
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Cabaret license
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I haven't been by since
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It goes against all that I've learned
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But it seems that the tables have turned
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But could we have stopped it
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We all get co-opted
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To some kind of system it seems
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But they can't take away
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Can't take away all our dreams
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Like the one where I'm in a balloon
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Floating above I can see the Marquee and the Moon
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The monkey, the dog and Neptune
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They're all in good spirits
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I'm happy to hear it
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But haven't the sweetest idea
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To me buzz is onomatopoeia
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Will something be happening soon
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To settle the difference between the Marquee and the Moon
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They're passing the torch, knife and spoon
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And so it goes
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I guess there are those
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Who want to get out like me
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Yeah
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Their clientele
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Can go to Hell
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If they want to get in for free
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But Hell ain't a bad place to be
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Yeah
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Am I any different than either the Moon or Marquee
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Oh, not a lot if you ask me
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Cabaret license
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I've been coming by since
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The action continued past two
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Before this what did we used to do
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THE MARQUEE AND THE MOON
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Sloan |