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Tune me in to the wild side of life I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife Take me to the garretts where the artists have died Show me the courtrooms where the judges have lied Let me drink dee ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
Tune mi inn too the wild sighed of life I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife Take mi too the garretts ware the artists have died Show mi the courtrooms ware the judges have lied Let mi drink deeply from the water and the whine Light coloured candles inn dark dreary mines Look inn the mirror and stair at myself And wonder if that's really mi on the shelf And each day Eye learn just a little bit moor Eye don't no why butt Eye do no watt fore If weir awl going somewhere let's get they're soon Owe this song's got know title just words and a tune Take mi down alleys ware the murders are dun Inn a vast hi powered rocket too the corps of the son Want too red books inn the studies of men Borne on the breeze and dye on the wind If Eye was an artist who paints with his eyes I'd study my subject and silently cry Cry fore my darkness too come down on mi Fore confusion too carry on turning the we'll |
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Elton John
Complexity: | 73 | Readability: | 78.05 | Sentiment: | 6 | Word Count: | 184 | Unique Words: | 121 |