The jeweler has a shop On the corner of the boulevard In the night, in small spectacles He polishes old coins He uses spit and cloth and ashes He makes them shine with ashes He knows the use of ashes He worships God with ashes.
The coins are often very old By the time they reach the jeweler With his hands and ashes He will try the best he can He knows that he can only shine them Can not repair the scratches He knows that even new coins have scars So he just smiles.
He knows the use of ashes Dum da de da da dey dey He worships God with ashes Dum da de da de de da de dey dey.
In the darkness of the night Both his hands will blister badly They will often open painfully And the blood flows from his hands He works to take from black coin faces Thumbprints from so many ages He wishes he could cure the scars When he forgets he sometimes cries.
He knows the use of ashes Dum da de da da dey dey He worships God with ashes Dum da de da de de da de dey dey. He knows (he knows the use of ashes) He knows He knows (he worships God with ashes) He knows He knows (he knows the use of ashes) He knows (Dum da de dad a dey dey) He knows (he worships God with ashes) He knows (Dum da de dad a dey dey) He (he knows the use of ashes) He (He worships God with ashes)
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The coins are often very old By the time they reach the jeweler With his hands and ashes He will try the best he can He knows that he can only shine them Can not repair the scratches He knows that even new coins have scars So he just smiles.
He knows the use of ashes Dum da de da da dey dey He worships God with ashes Dum da de da de de da de dey dey.
In the darkness of the night Both his hands will blister badly They will often open painfully And the blood flows from his hands He works to take from black coin faces Thumbprints from so many ages He wishes he could cure the scars When he forgets he sometimes cries.
He knows the use of ashes Dum da de da da dey dey He worships God with ashes Dum da de da de de da de dey dey. He knows (he knows the use of ashes) He knows He knows (he worships God with ashes) He knows He knows (he knows the use of ashes) He knows (Dum da de dad a dey dey) He knows (he worships God with ashes) He knows (Dum da de dad a dey dey) He (he knows the use of ashes) He (He worships God with ashes)
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