| Barney, put the coffee on
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| 'Cause I’m late for work again
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| Another day at the office
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| Wonder what kinda perks I get
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| I am an MIT alumni, ever heard of it?
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| Sure you did — I got a PhD, but now I’m earnin' it
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| Buildin' up my resume at Black Mesa
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| Employee of the Month, they should have a plaque with my name up
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| I’ll hang up my lab jacket, grab a new hazard suit
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| Just in case a resonance cascade should happen soon
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| Who ever thought a book-smart geek could go so hard?
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| Even acquired a minor degree — in crowbars
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| No joke, Gordon got more balls than a gonarch
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| Headcrabs wanna grab my dome 'cause I’m so smart
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| I’m not one for talkin', but I got an arsenal
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| Forget my doctorate when a gun makes any problem solvable
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| I am anomalous like a subatomic quantum particle
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| The odds of starting an apocalypse went from none to probable
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| I’m pickin' up steam and runnin' amok
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| Cleanin' out the marines who think that they’ll cover this up
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| I’ll paint the walls with their brains, call that a Black Mesa layoff
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| When you enter this facility, you know who’s laid law
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| Don’t call me crazy, I got plenty of Xen
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| I’ll annihilate any Nihilanth who’s letting 'em in
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| If I clock any overtime, I ain’t doin' it for free, man
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| At least give me some praise, okay? |
| Gee, man!
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| What makes your life worth livin'?
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| Who’s makin' your decisions?
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| Strung up by puppet strings
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| But no one else can see them
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| When this dimension crashes
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| Wake up and smell the ashes
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| Trapped in a half-life
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| With a dream to be a free man
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| I need another coffee, have I been sleepin' on the job?
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| Doesn’t matter this time, I arrived right on the dot
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| Dr. Breen, what have you done to City 17?
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| Call up a janitor, 'cause we got another mess to clean
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| It only took the alien invasion all of seven hours
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| To enslave us and then make an overcompensating tower
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| Now I need a team of physicists to see this resistance through
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| 'Cause so far, I’ve been solo — Is Alyx single too?
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| This D0g's bite is bigger than his bark, I’ve
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| Upgraded from Mark IV to Mark V
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| Charge up, now we’ll divide and conquer the Combine
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| Buckle up, buggers, because you’re in for a long ride
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| Comes another unstoppable force, the source of which is Gordon
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| I govern gravity, I’ll send you soarin' into orbit
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| Back at Black Mesa, I slaughtered a Vortigaunt herd
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| But now I work with 'em — Sorry, this is awkward
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| No bars will hold us, Nova Prospekt
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| My crowbar is blood-soaked, you got wrecked
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| Made it through Ravenholm, somehow I kept my head
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| What’s the story with Father Grigori? |
| Left for dead
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| Theoretically speaking, I’m a benevolent being
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| But in relativity, intent has no meaning
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| Hands up when you see the lambda, doesn’t matter what your race is
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| I’m Freeman, G-Man, I’ll never stay in stasis
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| What makes your life worth livin'?
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| Who’s makin' your decisions?
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| Strung up by puppet strings
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| But no one else can see them
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| When this dimension crashes
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| Wake up and smell the ashes
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| Trapped in a half-life
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| With a dream to be a free man
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| I won’t let any dimensional freak overwork me
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| Time to spill his cryptic secrets now in verse three… |