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Look here Jack	A
You don't act natural You have lost your laugh	B
You haven't told me any stories You	C
Just lie there half asleep What's on your mind	D
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JACK	A
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What time is it Where is my watch	E
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FLORENCE	F
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Your watch	E
Under your pillow You don't think I'd take it	G
Why Jack what talk for you	C
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JACK	A
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Well never mind	D
Let's pack no ice	H
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FLORENCE	F
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What's that	I
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JACK	A
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No quarreling	J
What is the time	K
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FLORENCE	F
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Look over towards my dresser	L
My clock says half past eleven	M
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JACK	A
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Listen to that	I
That hurdy gurdy's playing Holy Night	N
And on this street	O
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FLORENCE	F
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And why not on this street	O
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JACK	A
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You may be right It may as well be played	P
Where you live as in front of where I work	Q
Some twenty stories up I think you're right	N
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FLORENCE	F
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Say Jack what is the matter Come be gay	R
Tell me some stories Buy another bottle	S
Just think you make a lot of money Jack	A
You're young and prominent They all know you	C
I hear your name all over town I see	T
Your picture in the papers What's the matter	L
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JACK	A
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I've lost my job for one thing	J
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FLORENCE	F
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You don't mean it	G
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JACK	A
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They used me and then fired me same as you	C
If you don't make the money out you go	U
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FLORENCE	F
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Yes out I go But there are other places	V
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JACK	A
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On further down the street	O
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FLORENCE	F
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Not yet a while	W
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JACK	A
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Not yet for me but still the question is	X
Whether to fight it out for up or down	Y
Or run from everything be free	T
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FLORENCE	F
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You can't do that	I
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JACK	A
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Why not	Z
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FLORENCE	F
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No more than I	A2
Oh well perhaps if a nice man came by	A2
To marry me then I could get away	R
It happens all the time Last week in fact	B2
Christ Perko married Rachel who lived here	C2
He's rich as cream	D2
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JACK	A
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What corresponds to marriage	E2
To take me from slavery	T
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FLORENCE	F
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Money is everything	J
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JACK	A
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Yes everything and nothing	J
Christ Perko's rich Christ Perko runs this house	F2
The madam merely acts as figure head	G2
Keeps check upon the girls and on the wine	H2
She's just the editor and yet I'd rather	L
Be editor than owner I was editor	L
My Perko was the owner of a pulp mill	I2
Incorporate through some multi millionaires	J2
And all our lesser writers were the girls	K2
Like you and Rachel	S
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FLORENCE	F
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But you know before	L2
He married Rachel he was lover to	C
The madam here	C2
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JACK	A
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The stories tally for	L2
The pulp mill took my first assistant editor	L
To wife by making him the editor	L
And I was fired just as the madam here	C2
Lost out with Perko	U
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FLORENCE	F
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This is growing funny	T
Ahem I'll ask you something	J
As if I were a youth and you a girl	M2
How were you ruined first	N2
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JACK	A
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The same as you	C
You ran away from school It was romance	O2
You thought you loved this flashy travelling man	P2
And I I loved adventure loved the truth	Q2
I wanted to destroy the force called They	R
There is no They we're all together here	C2
And everyone must live Christ Perko too	C
The pulp mill the policeman magistrate	R2
The alderman the precinct captain too	C
And you the girls myself the editor	L
And all the lesser writers Here we are	S2
Thrown in one integrated lot You see	T
There is no They except the terms the thought	T2
Which ramifies and vivifies the whole	U2
So I came to the city went to work	Q
Reporting for a paper Having said	G2
There is no They I've freed myself to say	R
What bitter things I choose For how they drive you	C
And terrify you mock you ridicule you	C
And call you cub and greenhorn send you round	V2
To courts and dirty places make you risk	W2
Your body and your life and make you watch	E
The rules about your writing what's tabooed	V2
What names are to be cursed or to be praised	V2
What interests policies to be subserved	V2
And what to undermine So I went through	C
Until I had a desk wrote editorials	X2
Now said I to myself I'm free at last	V2
But no my manager your madam mark you	C
Kept eye on me for he was under watch	E
Of some Christ Perko So my manager	L
Blue penciled me when I touched certain subjects	Y2
But as he was a just man loved me too	C
He gave me things to write where he could let	V2
My conscience have full scope as you might live	Z2
In this house where you saw the man you loved	V2
And no one else though living in this hell	A3
For I lived in a hell who saw around me	T
Such lying hatred malice prostitution	M
And when this offer came to be an editor	L
Of a great magazine I seemed to feel	B3
My courage and my virtue given reward	V2
Now I should pass on poems and on stories	C3
Creations of free souls It was not so	U
The poems and the stories one could see	T
Were written to be sold to please a taste	V2
Placate a prejudice keep still alive	Z2
An era dying ready for the tomb	D3
Already smelling And that was not all	E3
Just as the madam here must make report	V2
To Perko so the magazine had to run	M
To suit the pulp mill As the madam here	C2
Assistant to Christ Perko must keep friends	F3
With alderman policemen magistrates	G3
So I was just a wheel in a machine	H3
To keep it running with such larger wheels	I3
And by them run of policies and politics	J3
Of State and Nation Here was I locked in	K3
And given dope to keep me still lest I	A2
Cry out and wake the copper who's the copper	L
For such as I was If he heard me cry	A2
How could he raid the magazine If he raided	V2
Where was the court to take me and the rest	V2
That's it where is the court	V2
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FLORENCE	F
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It seems to me	T
You're bad as I am	L3
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JACK	A
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I am worse than you	C
I poison minds with thoughts they take as good	V2
I drug an era make it foul or dull	S
You only sicken bodies here and there	M3
But you know how it is You have remorse	N3
You fight it down hush it with sophistry	M3
You think about the world about your fellows	O3
You see that everyone is selling self	P3
Little or much somehow You feed your body	T
Try to be hearty take things as they come	Q3
You take athletics try to keep your strength	R3
As you hear music laugh drink wine and smoke	S3
Are bathed and coifed to keep your beauty fresh	T3
And through it all the soul's and body's needs	U3
The pleasures interests passions of our life	V3
The cry that comes from somewhere Live O Soul	U2
The time is passing move and claim your strength	R3
Till you forget yourself forget the boy	W3
And man you were forget the dreams you had	V2
The creed you wished to live by yes what's worse	X3
See dreams you had grown tawdry see your creed	V2
Cracked through and crumbled like a falling house	F2
And then you say What is the difference	F
As you might ask what virtue is and why	A2
Should woman keep it	V2
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I have reached this place	Y3
Save for one truth I hold to shall still hold to	C
As long as I have breath The man who sees not	V2
Or cares not for the Truth that keeps the world	V2
From vast disintegration is a brute	V2
And marked for a brute's death that is his hell	A3
'Twas loyalty to this truth that made me lose	Z3
My place as editor For when they came	A4
And tried to make me pass an article	S
To poison millions with I said I won't	V2
I won't by God I'll quit before I do	C
And then they said You quit and so I quit	V2
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FLORENCE	F
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And so you took to drink and came to me	T
And that's the same as if I came to you	C
And used you as an editor I am nothing	J
But just a poor reporter in this house	F2
But now I quit	V2
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JACK	A
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Where are you going Florence	F
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FLORENCE	F
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I'm going to a village or a farm	B4
Where I'll get up at six instead of twelve	C4
Where I'll wear calico instead of silk	D4
And where there'll be no furnace in the house	F2
And where the carpet which has kept me here	M3
And keeps you here as editor is not	V2
I'm going to economize my life	V3
By freeing it of systems which grow rich	E4
By using me and for the privilege	F4
Bestow these gaudy clothes and perfumed bed	V2
I hate you now because I hate my life	V3
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JACK	A
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Wait Wait a minute	V2
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FLORENCE	F
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Dinah call a cab	G4