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I sip my juice from a whiskey flask
Don't shine my boots, don't keep any masks
I drink my coffee from a tea cup
When danger comes I spee-kup

CHORUS
  But if you can't hear my whisper
  Over the sounds in your head
  And the slipper don't fit
  And you don't lose yourself in your lover's bed
  I can't help you -- no, no
  I can't help you -- no, no

I sit and watch the water flow
The flame it flickers, the flowers grow
Kingdoms rise and then they fall
To the source that reclaims us all