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Sanatçı: Left at London

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Marion, born December 5th, a Sagittarius
Mother and father, two little sisters, all were immigrants
America was waiting for you
America was waiting for you
Marion's family saw his humor as absurdity
Nevertheless, he joined the local university
And studied for a third of his life
He studied for a third of his life
And passed the bar
He was a lawyer, working for free
And was fervid in speech
All of the workers that he'd protect
Say he practiced what he preached
Hated the mayor, so he petitionеd to recall the guy
For he attеmpted selling off Seattle City Light
Two hundred thousand names on the form
Two hundred thousand names on the form
He with the people on his side became a congressman
Winning a district often taken by Republicans
To Washington from Washington State
To Washington from Washington State
At thirty-two
When re-elected everyone loved him
Except for his peers
A coalition set on his downfall
Would form in his last years
He married a woman he knew for a week 'cause he couldn't wait
Took part in a riot while still on his honeymoon
They took him away in a jacket to the sanitarium
Declared as insane, jumped the fence of the place, and soon
Returning home, announced his re-election
Then called the campaign off again
Almost as if becoming lesser like yourself had been an art
Marion, less subdued and sober, saw the world observe him fall apart
He wrote a note and left his window several stories high
Landed abruptly near the car, his wife was waiting by
They say she changed the day that he died
They say she changed the day that he died
And in the note, he said his only hope in life had been
That he'd improve upon the way the world was living in
But people only knew him as strange
The people only knew him as strange
And nothing more
Were you a genius? Were you a fool
Or in need of a cure?
Was it in anger? Was it in fear
Or had it been in fervor?
All of the quirks we used to have are now a symptom of
Acronyms we don't get to know that we're the victims of
Then people say that we'll never change
And so of course we don't ever change
But still we try

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