| I spy with my little eye
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| Things you’ll never see
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| Whispers burn my eardrum
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| It’s eerie to the feel
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| I see them crawling up the wall
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| I see them staring at us all
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| Am I afraid of what I know
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| They look at you, they look at me
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| And as they look inquiringly
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| They scratch their heads
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| And watch the show
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| I can’t explain, am I ashamed
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| Scary eyes watching every move
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| Fail to make out a reason
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| Scary eyes tracing what we do
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| At the tail of us fools
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| Extraterrestrial you follow me around
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| Not that I don’t like you
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| Basically you’re sound
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| Welcome to the Stone Age
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| Don’t ask me to explain
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| Or you will crash the headlines:
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| Martian gone insane
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| You can’t explain why you re insane
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| Scary eyes watching every move
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| Fail to make out a reason
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| Scary eyes tracing what we do
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| At the tail of us fools
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| Why are you afraid of little spider
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| Not a claudication
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| Or other complication
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| Why don’t you just be a little wiser
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| You stick in a relation
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| Instead of fornication
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| I can’t explain, am I ashamed
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| Scary eyes watching every move
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| Fail to make out a reason
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| Scary eyes tracing what we do
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| At the tail of us fools |