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Benjamin Scott Folds(born September 12, 1966, in Winston-Salem, North Carolina) is an American singer-songwriter. He is widely known for his prowess as a pianist. Folds' musical career started to get off the ground in the late '80s, as bassist for band Majosha,after playing bass and piano at Pinehurst, in a group known as the "Caroliners" with cohort Millard Powell in 1985 - 1987; for the Calayer and after working as but he is best known for his later work as the frontman and pianist of Ben Folds Fiveand as a solo artist. Folds's compositional and playing technique remain wholly unique, combining elements of the typical 'singer/songwriter' genre, jazz, and power rock. Indeed, his music is evocative of artists such as Joe Jackson, Todd Rundgren, and Sir Elton John, with an added edge and bold infusion of energy and wit.
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you took a trip and climbed a tree
At robert sledge’s party
And there you stayed 'till morning came
And you were not the same after that

You gave your life to jesus christ
And after all your friends went home
You came down, you looked around
And you were not the same after that

(ahhh ahhh)
You were not the same after that
(ahhh ahhh)
You were not the same after that

You see 'em drop like flies from the bright sunny skies
They come knocking at your door with this look in their eyes
You’ve got one good trick and you’re hanging on you’re hanging on...
To it

You took the word and made it heard
And eased the people’s pain and for that
You were idolised, immortalised
And you were not the same after that

Walking tall, you'd bought it all
And you were not the same after that
Till someone died on the waterslide
And you were not the same after that

You see 'em drop like flies from the bright sunny skies
They come knocking at your door with this look in their eyes
You’ve got one good trick and you’re hanging on you’re hanging on to it

(ooh ooh ooh ooh)
(you were not the same!)

You see 'em drop like flies from the bright sunny skies
They come knocking at your door with this look in their eyes
You’ve got one good trick and you’re hanging on you’re hanging on
You’re hanging onyou’re hanging on