I saw an eagle on the water
A pig going off to slaughter
A woman in a feint
And a killer with red paint
The writing on the wall
Says I'm tired of it all
And I want to escape
But I can't rewind the tape
It must play on and on
This same old funny song
Of love and life and hate
Of being too early or too late
But never quite on time
To make the perfect crime
To commit the killer hook
To a song or write a book
Never quite so strong
To right the thing that's wrong
I just left it where it fell
Let the whole world go to hell
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