| Now my friend it’s time to face the world
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| It’s a crazy place, won’t last for always
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| Now controlled by some mega clown
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| Docu-soap invaders, ruthless penetrators
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| Tell me, is this for real
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| It’s a league of liars
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| They are all for hire
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| We cry out into the night
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| Into the night with shame
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| It’s the cradle of the madness of the world
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| We cry out into the night
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| Into the night, insane
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| In sickness or in health we learn to burn
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| Now man what can I say
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| In the state of shock, a nervous country
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| Circus coming to happy town
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| Some kind of rebellion, the Armageddon stallion
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| Wake me up, this can’t be real
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| What a test for people
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| Who’s the master keeper?
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| We cry out into the night
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| Into the night with shame
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| It’s the cradle of the madness of the world
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| We cry out into the night
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| Into the night, insane
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| In sickness or in health we learn to burn
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| Witchery, it is here
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| Lunacy, we have plenty
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| Go to war, rather not my friend
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| Hear the call from the good and sane with the perfect brain
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| It’s a league of liars
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| They are all for hire
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| What a test for people
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| Who’s the master keeper?
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| We cry out
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| In sickness or in health we learn to burn
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| What is happening to us now?
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| We cry out |