[Intro:] D

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Day after day alone on a hill the
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man with the fool grin is keeping perfectly still, But
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nobody wants to know him, they can see that he's justa fool and
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he never gives an answer

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But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down and the
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eyes in his head see the world spinning round

Well on the way head in a cloud, the
man of thousand voices talking perfectly loud, But
nobody ever hears him, or the sound he appears to make and
he never seems to notice

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nobody seems to like him, they can tell what he wants to do and
he never shows his feelings

He never listens to them he knows that they're fools
They don't like him