Paul Simon) Lives a former talkDown in the valley
Over the mountain
He says there's no doubt about it
It was the myth of fingerprints
Everybody knows his name
They're all the same
I've seen them all and man And the sun goes down
Well, the sun gets weary
Ever since the watermelon
And the lights come up
On the black pit town
Somebody says what's 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
Abandoned now just like the war
And there's no doubt about it
There's a former army post
That's what that old army post was for
It was the myth of fingerprints Well, the sun gets bloody
Ever since the watermelon
And the sun goes down
And the lights come up
On the black pit town
Somebody says what's 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
Lives the former talkDown in the valley
He said there's no doubt about it
Far and wide his name was known
It was the myth of fingerprints
That's why we must learn to live alone.
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