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When I am alive, people sing. When I am dead, people clap hands. What am I?
What always ends everything?
I go through a door but never go in, and never come out. What am I?
What is made of wood, but can't be sawed?
I stand in one place yet I fill a whole room. I can be filled with molten rock and come in every hue.
I am a band that does not perform, sing, or act. What am I?