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Ask Us
Just one more thing before you tilt the world away.
Ask the men who sweep the street beneath your castles,
And the ones who built your gambit across town.
Ask that woman who seems lost there at the corner,
And the others who are passing ‘round and ‘round.
And the ones who built your gambit across town.
Ask that woman who seems lost there at the corner,
And the others who are passing ‘round and ‘round.
While you’re at it, ask a mother and a father.