| Got no fuckin’birds
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| Ain’t got no fuckin’money
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| The dog don’t fuckin’recognise me Get chucked outta my fuckin’house next week
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| Well I take myself from my dirty bed
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| Can’t find my clothes, can’t find my head
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| And the DT’s all over me My eyes are bloodshot, I can’t see
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| Well who’s gonna make me happy
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| Feeling so down again
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| Who’s gonna make me happy
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| Feeling down again
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| So I run through the streets
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| I gotta find my man
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| I make my cash the best I can
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| I’m going half-way up And I’m half-way down
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| My head is spinning round and round
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| Well the Snowman’ll make me happy
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| The Snowman is here, again
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| He’s gonna fuck you, fuck you, fuck you one and all
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| He’s gonna fuck you, fuck you, fuck you one and all
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| And there’ll be times when you can’t glow
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| You feel your life is being choked
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| Till you never know just who you are
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| Your mind has gone, your soul (??)
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| Well who’s gonna make you happy
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| Feeling so down again
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| Who’s gonna make you happy
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| Feeling down again
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| So you try to lie just one more time
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| You try to lie that you feel fine
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| Till there’s nothing left inside your head
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| There’s no escape until you’re dead
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| The Snowman’ll make you happy
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| Feeling so down again
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| Snowman’ll make you happy
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| Snowman is here, again
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| He’s gonna fuck you, fuck you, fuck you one and all
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| He’s gonna fuck you, fuck you, fuck you one and all — he did me He’s gonna fuck you, fuck you, fuck you one and all — he fucked me He’s gonna fuck you, fuck you, fuck you one and all
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| He’s gonna fuck you |