| There’s dragons and demons alive in the skies
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| Their belt buckles, golden shells cover their eyes
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| If you’re a cool-headed kid,
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| better swallow his pride
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| When the fire starts fallin' and the fast bullets fly
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| A brain dancing wizard
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| He’s all wrapped up in blue
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| He’s working ----- fat-free
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| His footwork is too
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| His shield is in the Muppet show — up to the sky
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| when the fire starts fallin' and the fast bullets fly
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| uh oh uh oh Okay, this city is a warzone
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| unheard of his love
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| this dangerous fiction will rain from above
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| But billboards -- go wrapped up and hot
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| until the fire starts fallin' and the fast bullets fly
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| So keep your eyes to the sky
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| lining into the door
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| for the clicking of the heels on the plasticine floor
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| the sit of upholstery and burning arise
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| when the fire starts fallin' and the fast bullets fly
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| uh oh uh oh There’s dragons and demons alive in the skies
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| You can run for the hills but you know you can’t hide
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| If you’re trapped in the dark in the blink of an eye
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| as the fire starts fallin' and the fast bullets fly |