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Jokerman (Instrumental Dub by Doctor Dread)

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โฑ๏ธ 6:20 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Jokerman
Jokerman, while ya deal with?

Standing on the waters, casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing (glowing)
Freedom just around the corner from you

Jokerman
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Jokerman

One of the women must sit in the shack and soak up
The bus'll catch up with him

Jokerman
You're going to Sodom and Gomorrah
But what do you care?

You're a king among this town
You're a stranger at home
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Jokerman

And the sea are your only teachers
Michelangelo himself could've carved out your features
Tragic, tragic, with a small dog at your feet

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Jokerman

Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, and padlocks
Molotov cocktails and rocks can't drown out your servin'
Spun in your web

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Jokerman

He'll put a priest into pimps and make old men buy
Take a woman and cut up her shoulder wrap
And turn her into a harlot

Oh, jokerman
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Jokerman

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.20] Jokerman
[00:04.51] Jokerman, while ya deal with?
[00:09.34] Standing on the waters, casting your bread
[00:12.50] While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing (glowing)
[00:30.94] Freedom just around the corner from you
[00:45.02] Jokerman
[00:51.97] Whoa, whoa, whoa
[00:55.61] Jokerman
[01:01.74]
[01:13.94] One of the women must sit in the shack and soak up
[01:29.92] The bus'll catch up with him
[01:45.43] Jokerman
[01:59.61] You're going to Sodom and Gomorrah
[02:01.94] But what do you care?
[02:17.38] You're a king among this town
[02:19.80] You're a stranger at home
[02:28.69] Bird fly high by the light of the moon
[02:35.28] Jokerman
[02:39.10]
[02:55.25] And the sea are your only teachers
[03:04.74] Michelangelo himself could've carved out your features
[03:18.09] Tragic, tragic, with a small dog at your feet
[03:32.04] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
[03:35.81] Jokerman
[03:39.07]
[04:00.69] Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, and padlocks
[04:04.35] Molotov cocktails and rocks can't drown out your servin'
[04:13.22] Spun in your web
[04:24.93] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
[04:28.24] Jokerman
[04:52.68] He'll put a priest into pimps and make old men buy
[04:56.44] Take a woman and cut up her shoulder wrap
[04:59.19] And turn her into a harlot
[05:11.04] Oh, jokerman
[05:18.14] Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
[05:21.49] Bird fly high by the light of the moon
[05:25.09] Whoa, whoa, whoa
[05:28.65] Jokerman
[05:30.35]

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