| Well, here you are
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| Lying bleeding on a grimy street
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| See the broken glass sparkling darkly
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| As it cuts your feet
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| Smell the rottingy stench
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| The rancid odor of old cantonese
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| Reflections of the shattered dreams
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| Feel the toxic flames all around you
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| You can hardly breathe
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| Come with me Come on. |
| I’ve got something to show you
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| Come on. |
| You thought that it was over
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| Come on. |
| You’re really gonna love this
|
| Come on. |
| Come on. |
| Come on. |
| Come on. |
| Come on.
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| We can dig you a hole deep in the ground
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| Bury your soul down in Dragontown
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| We’ll he lower than low
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| Spiralin’down
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| Far as you want to go down
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| In Dragontown
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| Open any door
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| Remember everyone you met before
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| Oh. |
| There’s a wicked young man
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| Cooking slowly the frying pan
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| And the family of bones are back together sleeping all alone
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| Then there’s Alice, dear
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| And all the little things that got him here
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| Now you’re here
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| Come on. |
| I’ve got something to show you
|
| Come on. |
| You thought that it was over
|
| Come on. |
| You’re really gonna love this
|
| Come on. |
| Come on. |
| Come on. |
| Come on. |
| Come on.
|
| We can dig you a hole deep in the ground
|
| Bury your soul down in Dragontown
|
| We’ll he lower than toll
|
| Spiralin’down
|
| Far as you want to go down
|
| In Dragontown
|
| We can dig you a hole deep in the ground
|
| Bury your soul down in Dragontown
|
| We’ll he lower than toll
|
| Spiralin’down
|
| Far as you want to go down
|
| In Dragontown
|
| We can dig you a hole deep in the ground
|
| Bury your soul down in Dragontown
|
| We’ll he lower than toll
|
| Spiralin’down
|
| Far as you want to go down
|
| In Dragontown |