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(Dickinson/Roy Z)
I am the teacher, come to reach ya
Take the old words back to you
You were lost, but I found you
And it s your choice what to do
I ve learned a few things as I ve traveled through the years
Through the door of evermore...
I came through fire, came through water
Through the oily serpent s kiss
Climbed the mountain, chased the dragon
Thrown myself in the abyss
Do I make myself a million trillion now?
Cause I ve been around you
And I m glad I found you...
I am the living flame, and I teach the holy games
Teach the secret of the dance
Throw the future in the ruins
Kick the sand and save the space
I ll put Jesus in his place
Shame on our priest, it s all the same
The Magician is my name
(woah-oh-oh, oh-oh)
The Magician is my name
(woah-oh-oh, oh-oh)
The Magician is my name
(woah-oh-oh, oh-oh)
The Magician is my name
(oh-oh)
And magic is my game
Now I know you, and you know me
We have secrets we can share
We can build a new tomorrow
From the trash of yesterday
It won t be the last time
And I m glad I found you...
I am the living flame, and I teach the holy games
Teach the secret of the dance
Throw the future in the ruins
Kick the sand and save the space
I ll put Jesus in his place
Shame on our priest, it s all the same
The Magician is my name
(woah-oh-oh, oh-oh)
The Magician is my name
(woah-oh-oh, oh-oh)
The Magician is my name
(woah-oh-oh, oh-oh)
The Magician is my name
(woah-oh-oh, oh-oh)
The Magician is my name

There was a time
When I was so broken hearted
Love wasn t much of a friend of mine
The tables have turned, yeah
Cause me and them ways have parted
That kind of love was the killin kind
Now listen
All I want is someone I...

Intro:
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Chorus:
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Take me back to a south Tallahassee
Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy
Can´t stand up on my feet in the city
Got to get back to the real nitty gritty
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Yes sir, No sir
Don´t come close to my

Yeah, yeah, yeah

You Can Be My Slave
And I ll Be a Stranger
We Could Be in Passion
We Could Be in Danger
Take You Off the Streets
Put You Under My Wings
Yeah, You Could Pull My Leg
Or Anything
Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Oh Yeah
You Could Be the Devil
You Could Be the Saviour
Well I Really Can t Tell
By...

In the wee small hours of sixpence

In the wee small hours of sixpence
and the lighted chandelier
stands a rusty old retainer
whose old eyes are filled with tears
for his master, Good Sir Galant,
who is now off to the wars
And although his eyes are crying
we know grief is not the cause
And...