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• Artiste: Mark Seymour
• Titre: Master of Spin
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He came out of nowhere a God-fearing man who dreamed of a world he was born to command the love of the people he was yearning to win well he came to be known as the master of spin He was born in a time full of darkness and fear the thunder of cannon was distant but clear his mother leaned down and she whispered to him "Don't you ever say sorry, and never give in" She teased him and pushed him and cheered from behind so nobody noticed how quickly he climbed every time that he took, was a means to an end his timbre grew rigid, while others did bend O Lord, let the bells ring! for the hard little man, who was hollow within power without glory is a heartbreaking thing on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin Well the people believed in the stories he told of glory and conquest and hunger for gold he built an army and vowed it would win and they marched into history, with the master of spin Well they struggled bravely through rivers of blood and the corpses grew higher in the fire and the flood oh how they suffered for following him but they worshipped the man called the Master of Spin O Lord, let the bells ring! for the hard little man, who was hollow within power without glory is a heartbreaking thing on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin Still is didn't take much to bring him undone a small indiscretion, a slip of the tongue the fool, and the mistress, and the monster within they all blew the whistle on the Master of Spin They say in this life there's one lesson to learn the strong will survive and the weakest will burn perhaps she was wrong when she whispered to him "Don't you ever say sorry, and never give in" El Dorado still waits to be found and the glorious army is long in the ground and a terrible darkness still lies deep within of the heart of a man called the Master of Spin O Lord, let the bells ring! for the hard little man, who was hollow within power without glory is a heartbreaking thing on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin O Lord, let the bells ring! for the hard little man, who was hollow within power without glory is a heartbreaking thing on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin on the road to nowhere, with the Master of Spin