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Eric Burdon War Nights In White Satin

Who is the clown? Who is the fool? Which one knows he is playing and which one is last in the game? I can hear the voice, why cana??t they? I am glad

: Nights in white satin, Never reaching the end, Letters I've written, Never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed With these eyes before, Just