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Blue Öyster Cult

The Great Sun Jester

They have killed the great sun jester

Who danced between the stars

They have stripped him of his manhood

Signs of venus and of mars

The cynics left him weeping

And the jackals left him torn

And the jester reaches out bind hands

He can touch the stars no more.

And he took the stars in his hands

And as he scattered them he'd shout

"i'm the joker of the universe

I'm what it's all about."

Now he's dying in his grief

And the hard men dragged him down

They have killed the wild-eyed jester

They have killed the fireclown

Now his blind eyes seek the starlight

And his fingers seek controls

To take him into space again

Where he was both young and old

The dancers stiff with pain

And they've made him kneel too long

And the madness they have driven out

They've left him cold and sane.

And he took the stars in his hands

And as he scattered them he'd shout

"i'm the joker of the universe

I'm what it's all about."

Now he's dying in his grief

And the hard men dragged him down

They have killed the wild-eyed jester

They have killed the fireclown

He'll never - sing his songs - again....

He'll never dance between the stars - again....

He'll never laught - again....

No he'll never ever laugh again....

Oh, no....