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I wish you all the luck
I wish you’d go away
I haven’t the time
I’ve nothing to say
But you seem quite fulfilled
In a tired kind of way
That isn’t for me
At least not today

So we meet again
The paragon of men

I know you’re all about
A righteous way to be
You try to be kind
You try to be free
And I have travelled far
Around the world for you
It seems I never left
The gates of Timbuktu

So we meet again
The paragon of men

You are too much too compare
Somehow I still don’t care

I will not try to be
The paragon of you
All of the tries
They just left me blue

So we meet again
The paragon of men
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