With the graceful and grotesque
The morning rings
Hear the garbage truck roll by
Hear the birds begin to sing
Their song of love and praise
And may their happy sound
Be strong enough to raise
Our spirits off the ground
Or love don't stand a ghost of a chance
I'm on the trail of a storm
And everywhere I look
Appear the ones that life has torn
Like pages from a book
Left to soldier on
No shoulder for to lean
I'd be lost without a song
But if your love wasn't there for me
I just wouldn't stand a ghost of a chance
From where I sit
There's too many eyes crying tears
Too many lives living in fear
Wondering where their sweet dreams have all gone
Too many hands stirring the pot
In a land of haves and have nots
All wondering why it's all gone wrong
Now as the ballet and burlesque
Commence to play
Give to me the strength to act
And not look the other way
For there's a war outside
Can't take it lying down
Got to look it in the eye
Ee've got to stand our ground
Or love don't stand a ghost of a chance
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