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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=78967" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sealion</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Over the mountains, and under the sky ---<br>Riding dirty gray horses, go you and i.<br>Mating with chance, copulating with mirth ---<br>The sad-glad paymasters (for what its worth).<br>The ice-cream castles are refrigerated;<br>The super-marketeers are on parade.<br>Theres a golden handshake hanging round your neck,<br>As you light your cigarette on the burning deck.<br>And you balance your world on the tip of your nose ---<br>Like a sealion with a ball, at the carnival.<br>You wear a shiny skin and a funny hat ---<br>The almighty animal trainer lets it go at that.<br>You bark ever-so-slightly at the trainers gun,<br>With you whiskers melting in the noon-day sun.<br>You flip and you flop under the big white top<br>Where the long-legged ring-mistress starts and stops.<br>But you know, after all, the act is wearing thin ---<br>As the crowd grows uneasy and the boos begin.<br>But you balance your world on the tip of your nose ---<br>Youre a sealion with a ball at the carnival.<br>Just a trace of pride upon our fixed grins ---<br>For there is no business like the show were in.<br>There is no reason, no rhyme, no right<br>To leave the circus 'til weve said good-night.<br>The same performance, in the same old way;<br>Its the same old story to this passion play.<br>So well shoot the moon, and hope to call the tune ---<br>And make no pin cushion of this big balloon.<br>Look how we balance the world on the tips of our noses,<br>Like sealions with a ball at the carnival.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Jethro Tull - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Riding dirty gray horses, go you and i.
Mating with chance, copulating with mirth ---
The sad-glad paymasters (for what its worth).
The ice-cream castles are refrigerated;
The super-marketeers are on parad..."></div>
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