| There is a place where the neighbors go to talk at night
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| They try and talk all that evil off their minds
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| The common thread is a fashionable antagonist
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| A steady threat with an unusual mind
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| They drink from 3 different cups so they can sleep at night
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| It’s all a part of some illustrious plan
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| They’re gonna break into his house while he’s sleeping
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| They’re gonna steal each single memory he’s had
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| It’s not about what this antagonist did to them
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| It’s more about the man they can’t let him be
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| They’re gonna tie him to the back of my neighbor’s car
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| They’re gonna drag him naked out in the street
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| They’re gonna tell him that he chose to be different
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| And that’s a lofty irredeemable fee
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| They’re gonna pull out all his teeth so he can’t smile
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| They’re gonna cut him up as neighborhood meat
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| That man has never once harmed me in any way
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| That man has always been thoughtful to me
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| But I just can’t disagree with the neighborhood
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| I’m afraid they’ll start talking 'bout me
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| When the morning came 'round there was sunshine
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| And we all smiled like there was nothing to see
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| Cause you can’t throw away all the fruit you’ve got
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| Over one man’s untraditional seed
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| I don’t belong here
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| I don’t belong here |