| Sometimes I feel wherever I go, I leave no mans land behind
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| And God is a pet and the devils a toy, and Im a danger in your paradise
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| Here I go Here I go Sometimes I feel wherever I go, I leave crimson roses behind
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| With a toy in my hand and a pet at my side, I spread roses,
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| Roses in your paradise
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| Here I go, with a toy in my hand and a pet at my side, here I go Here I go, Im a danger in your paradise
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| And life is a pretty, impolite bastard
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| I spit at you, I spit at you, I spit at you, bastard
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| I want to cut out your chameleon tongue
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| Im a danger in your paradise
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| Here I go…
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| Sometimes I feel wherever I go, I leave crimson roses behind
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| With a toy in my hand and a pet at my side
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| I spread roses, roses in your paradise
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| And life is a pretty, pretty gigolo
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| I caress you, I caress you, gigolo
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| And God is a pet and the devils a toy
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| And Im a danger in your paradise |