| Here comes the hybrid kid, here comes the easter bunny
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| Too bright to lift the lid, too dumb to count the money
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| God walks the Earth in a zillion forms, scars of blood, written by razors
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| Chained and bound, bound for glory, God walks the Earth in a zillion forms
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| Like Frankenstein, King Frankenstein
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| Like Frankenstein, King Frankenstein
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| Turn on the lights, switch on the power
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| Scale those dizzy heights, climb God’s broken tower
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| Brave young comet from the Wicked west, wings of fire, spinning halos
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| Double trouble, one smart cookie, double crossed, too deep for tears
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| Like Frankenstein, King Frankenstein
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| Like Frankenstein, King Frankenstein
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| Here comes the hybrid kid, here comes the easter bunny
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| Too bright to lift the lid, too dumb to count the money
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| God walks the Earth in a rented suit, nylon shirt and shiny shoes
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| Caught in action, caught on camera, captured by a trick of light
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| Famous face of fabled monster, tangled in the tender trap
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| Here today and gone forever, off the road and off the map
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| Like Frankenstein, King Frankenstein
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| Like Frankenstein, King Frankenstein |