| As he entered the room the poison came alive
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| With a grin like he wasn’t there
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| So he bit his lip and took a place by the wall
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| Playing missions and double dare
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| She said I only see you in the dark
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| When the law’s not around
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| They’re far too busy to stare
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| So put me in your band of liberated women
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| And the liberated men won’t care
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| And what a pleasure it’s been
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| And while beach boys play for pretty girls
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| And Superman cries for a little help
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| You paint your face like it’s Jerusalem
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| You lead the way like Jerusalem
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| Jerusalem
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| Hang left, hang right
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| But they never went to school 'cause who goes to school
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| When at school you’re ruled by fate
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| She might demand to be around when you get old
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| And she’d scream if you made her wait
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| So she ate all her greens and took stupid to bed
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| He’d been fighting all night long
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| But the second time around she ignored what he said
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| And hoped he’d get it wrong
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| What a pleasure it’s been
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| And while beach boys play for pretty girls
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| And Superman cries for a little help
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| You paint your face like it’s Jerusalem
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| You lead the way like Jerusalem
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| Jerusalem
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| Hang left, hang right
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| Beach boys play for pretty girls
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| Superman cries for a little help
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| You paint your face like Jerusalem
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| You lead the way like Jerusalem
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| Oh, beach boys play for pretty girls
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| And Superman cries for a little help
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| You led the way like Jerusalem |