Over the mountain down in the valley
Lives a former talk-show host
Everybody knows his name
He said there's no doubt about it
It was the myth of fingerprints
I've seen them all and man, they're all the same
Well, the sun gets weary and the sun goes down
Ever since the watermelon
And the lights come up on the black pit town
Somebody says whats a better thing to do?
Well it's not just me
And it's not just you
This is all around the world
Out in the Indian Ocean somewhere
There's a former army post
Abandoned now just like the war
And there is no doubt about it
It was the myth of fingerprints
That's what that old army post was for
Well, the sun gets bloody and the sun goes down
Ever since the watermelon
And the lights come up on the black pit town
Somebody says whats a better thing to do?
Well it's not just me
And it's not just you
This is all around the world
Over the mountain down in the valley
Lives the former talk-show host
Far and wide his name was known
He said there was no doubt about it
It was the myth of fingerprints
Thats why we must learn to live alone
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