They have killed the great sun jester Who danced between the stars They have stripped him of his manhood Signs of venus and of mars The cynics left him weeping And the jackals left him torn And the jester reaches out bind hands He can touch the stars no more.
Chorus: And he took the stars in his hands And as he scattered them he'd shout I'm the joker of the universe I'm what it's all about. Now he's dying in his grief And the hard men dragged him down They have killed the wild-eyed jester They have killed the fireclown
Now his blind eyes seek the starlight And his fingers seek controls To take him into space again Where he was both young and old The dancers stiff with pain And they've made him kneel too long And the madness they have driven out They've left him cold and sane.
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He'll never - sing his songs - again.... He'll never dance between the stars - again.... He'll never laught - again.... No he'll never ever laugh again.... Oh, no....
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