Oscar Wilde Gets Out

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Freedom for the scapegoat, leaving Reading Gaol
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Rheumy eyes, just pierced his heart like crucifixion nails
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Shaking fists and razors gleamed, you never stood a chance
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When the ink ran red on Fleet Street you turned your eyes to France

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Humbled far from Dublin, chased across the waves
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Your biting wit still sharp enough to slice through every page
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Destitute and beaten by the system of the crown
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The bitter pill you swallowed tasted sweeter going down

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And looking back on the great indifference
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Looking back at the limestone walls
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Thinking how beauty deceived you
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Knowing how love fools us all

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A golden boy in velveteen landed in New York
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The past was so seductive when they paid to hear you talk
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Baccarat and champagne flutes, tobacco from Virginia
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Long before the lords and law branded Oscar Wilde a sinner

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Looking back on the cold, bleak winter
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Looking back on those long, dark days
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Set like the head of John the Baptist
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In the arms of Salome

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Don't turn around it's a white gull screaming
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Don't cry out loud, you never know who's listening
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You've seen it all the exiled Unforgiven
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From the stately homes of England to her prisons
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Looking back at the hardened lifers
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Looking back on the wretched poor
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Thinking maybe they were my saviours
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Strange to think I'll miss them all
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Strange to thing I'll miss them all

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And looking back on the great indifference
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Looking back at the limestone walls
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Thinking how beauty deceived you
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Knowing how love fools us all

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