| Oo-ah!
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| Oo-ah!
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| Oo-ah!
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| Yeah!
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| Well, digging down among the pissholes
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| A-clawing toward the early morning
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| And the wasted bottle-arm keeps a-swinging
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| Spilling drops that mark the passing
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| Punch the clock
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| Kick the clock
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| Face the muzak, face the muzak
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| Down the basement, building bombs
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| Wipe them down
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| Fire in the hole!
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| Oo-ah!
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| Oo-ah!
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| Oo-ah!
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| Oo-ah!
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| Suck blindly at the fun-head
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| A-clutching fingers 'round its throat
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| Idiot-cries of drunk derision
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| Drowning to a, a song she wrote
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| Punch the clock
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| Kick the clock
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| Face the muzak, face the muzak
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| Down the basement, building bombs
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| Washing down some sore delusions
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| Fire in the hole!
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| Aaahhhhhh!
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| Fire in the hole! |
| Fire in the hole!
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| Fire in the hole! |
| Fire in the hole!
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| Fire in the hole! |
| Fire in the hole!
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| Fire in the hole! |
| Fire in the hole!
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| Fire in the hole! |
| Fire in the hole! |