Over the mountain
Down in the valley
Lives a former talk-show host
Everybody knows his nameHe says there's no doubt about it
It was the myth of fingerprints
I've seen them all and man
They're all the sameWell, the sun gets weary
And the sun goes down
Ever since the watermelon
And the lights come upOn the black pit town
Somebody says what's a better thing to do
Well, it's not just me
And it's not just youThis is all around the worldOut 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 forWell, the sun gets bloody
And the sun goes down
Ever since the watermelon
And the lights come upOn the black pit town
Somebody says what's a better thing to do
Well, it's not just me
And it's not just youThis is all around the worldOver 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
Songwriters
SIMON, PAULPublished by
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