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To: Bill Harmond who wrote (45)	3/8/2001 7:30:43 AM
From: re3	Respond to of 269

There's a little black spot on the sun today That's my soul up there It's the same old thing as yesterday That's my soul up there There's a black hat caught in a high tree top That's my soul up there There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop That's my soul up there I have stood here before in the pouring rain With the world turning circles running 'round my brain I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign But it's my destiny to be the king of pain There's a fossil that's trapped in a high cliff wall There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall There's a blue whale beached by a springtide's ebb There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread There's a red fox torn by a huntsman's pack There's a black winged gull with a broken back There's a little black spot on the sun today It's the same old thing as yesterday I have stood here before in the pouring rain With the world turning circles running 'round my brain I guess I always thought you could end this reign But it's my destiny to be the king of pain...... I'll always be king of pain.............. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------

To: Bill Harmond who wrote (45)	3/8/2001 8:02:28 AM
From: re3	Respond to of 269

No man's a jester playing Shakespeare Round your throne room floor While the juggler's act is danced upon The crown that you once wore And sooner or later Everybody's kingdom must end And I'm so afraid your courtiers Cannot be called best friends Caesar's had your troubles Widows had to cry While mercenaries in cloisters sing And the king must die Some men are better staying sailors Take my word and go But tell the ostler that his name was The very first they chose And if my hands are stained forever And the altar should refuse me Would you let me in, would you let me in, would you let me in Should I cry sanctuary No man's a jester playing Shakespeare Round your throne room floor While the juggler's act is danced upon The crown that you once wore The king is dead, the king is dead The king is dead, the king is dead Long live the king