| I got lost in the back streets, trying to get here tonight,
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| The police were asking questions, they took me to the wrong place twice.
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| I even lost my passport, and I forgot my name and town,
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| But now I’m here by the water, put the money down.
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| Before I walk on the water,
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| Put the money down, down, down,
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| There are bands killing chickens,
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| My hero’s getting pushed around, 'round, 'round.
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| I don’t know if I trust you as you try to shoot me down,
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| Before I walk on the water,
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| Put the money down, down, down,
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| Put the money down.
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| It was a beautiful day in Columbus when the fences fell
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| But the five loaves and the fishes ain’t going to be much help,
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| I got a hungry juggler here who wants to be at the head,
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| Before he walks the water he wants his bread.
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| Take a glass of that light brown ale and a purple pill,
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| If the air don’t get you too sure as hell the pill will,
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| Oh, mommy, mommy, please may I go downtown?
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| He’s gonna walk on the water,
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| Put the money down,
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| Put it down, before I walk on the water,
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| Put the money down, down, down.
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| There are bands killing chickens,
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| My hero’s getting pushed around, round, round,
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| I don’t know if I trust you as you try to shoot me down,
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| I’m gonna walk on the water,
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| Put the money down, down, down, down, down,
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| Put the money down.
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| In a tin cup. |