(paul simon)



Over the mountain

Down in the valley

Lives a former talk-show host

Everybody knows his name

He says there's no doubt about it

It was the myth of fingerprints

I've seen them all and man

They're all the same



Well, the sun gets weary

And the sun goes down

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

There's a former army post

Abandoned now just like the war

And there's no doubt about it

It was the myth of fingerprints

That's what that old army post was for



Well, the sun gets bloody

And the sun goes down

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



Over the mountain

Down in the valley

Lives the former talk-show host

Far and wide his name was known

He said there's no doubt about it

It was the myth of fingerprints

That's why we must learn to live alone


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