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There is no one, nothing to see
The night is useless and so are we
’cause everybody knows
The fabric of folly is falling apart at the seams
And I’ve been looking for a good time
But the pleasures are seldom and few
There’s no whiskey, there’s no wine
Just the concrete and a worried mind
’cause everybody knows death creeps in slow
’til you feel safe in his arms
And I’ve been looking for a new friend
And I don’t care if he’s decrepit and grey
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
Oh, maria, haven’t you known
Days, so careless, all on your own
’cause everybody knows the circus is closed
And the animals have gone wild
And I’ve been looking for my shadow
But this place is so bright and so clean
There was no one, nothing to see
The night is useless and so are we
’cause everybody knows
The fabric of folly is falling apart at the seams
And I’ve been looking for a good time
But the pleasures are seldom and few
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
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Lyrics: Beck
