Man On The Decline Lyrics by Meestro
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The gypsy read my fingers,
she traced my love line's fall
I asked her how my life looked;
she felt no pulse at all

I offered up my twenty
and I thanked her for the time
but she refused to take a dollar
from a man on the decline

I once was on the other side
of the wall from which I stand,
Upon it was my name,
as the owner of this land

Now, scraps are all I ask for
from the table which you dine,
at the feast of opportunity
for a man on the decline

Everything seems possible
to a man without woes
But understand, they've got no time
to care about their foes

Or maybe what is lacking
is a light bulb's radiant shine
To understand that everyone
is the man on the decline

The gypsy read my fingers,
she traced my love line's fall
I asked her how my life looked;
she felt no pulse at all
The gypsy read my fingers,   she traced my love line's fall   I asked her how my life looked;   she felt no pulse at all      I offered up my twenty   and I thanked her for the time   but she refused to take a dollar   from a man on the decline      I once was on the other side   of the wall from which I stand,   Upon it was my name,   as the owner of this land      Now, scraps are all I ask for   from the table which you dine,   at the feast of opportunity   for a man on the decline      Everything seems possible   to a man without woes   But understand, they've got no time   to care about their foes      Or maybe what is lacking   is a light bulb's radiant shine   To understand that everyone   is the man on the decline      The gypsy read my fingers,   she traced my love line's fall   I asked her how my life looked;   she felt no pulse at all