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Dust motes dancing in a single beam
Waking up from a whiskey dream
Boots hitting the pavement heavy and slow
Nowhere left for a fool to go
Spade in the dirt seeking the shade
The price of the charade that we paid
They clap for the tragedy they cry for the joke
The little man inside is starting to choke
Spade in the dirt seeking the shade
The price of the charade that we paid
(That we paid)
I’m just a Jester making a jest
Put on your mask and never get rest
I’m just a Jester doing my best
Dancing with shadows in the wild west
They clap for the tragedy they cry for the joke
The little man inside is starting to choke
Spade in the dirt seeking the shade
The price of the charade that we paid
(That we paid)
I’m just a Jester making a jest
Put on your mask and never get rest
I’m just a Jester doing my best
Dancing with shadows in the wild west
The firelight flickers on my painted skin
Gold turns to rust let the games begin
Cold wind blowing through the hollow trees
Jester down on his bruised knees
(Down on his knees)
Jester down on his bruised knees
(Down on his knees)
I’m just a Jester making a jest
Put on your mask and never get rest
I’m just a Jester doing my best
Dancing with shadows in the wild west
Laugh it off laugh it off
Jester's gone take it off