| I’ll start your day with a shock
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| See one of these days 'bout 12 o’clock
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| The world will turn into a little rock
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| And it’s going to fall down with the sound of a knock
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| See I’m one of these guys who’s nice to know
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| Coz I know a place to go it’s just down the generation gap
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| I’ll take you there in a red hot cab.
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| And if you want I mean you really really want
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| I’ll show you my hometown and it’s down
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| Yeah, you can tell by the smell
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| So close you can hear them yell
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| They throw the best damn parties at the rim of hell
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| Oh lord let me live to tell
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| They throw the best damn parties at the rim of hell
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| And meet your host lift your glass for a toast.
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| Don’t be afraid of the colours he wear
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| Look around all your friends are here
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| Now don’t say you’ve had enough stay a while stay tough!
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| Grab his horns like you just don’t care
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| We’ll eat his fire and drink what’s there — yeah!
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| 'Coz if you want — I’ll take you down down.
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| I mean you really really want — I’ll show you my home town…
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| Lets stay untill the end — the very end!
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| And to be saved by the bell so close we almost fell
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| They throw the best damn parties at the rim of hell
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| Yeah! |
| You can tell by the smell
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| They throw the best damn parties at the rim of hell
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| To the edge and back and to the edge again
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| Too hot for the D.J. |
| and too hot for his friends
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| C’mon party!
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| They throw the best damn parties at the rim of hell
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| Yeah!
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| They throw the best damn parties at the rim of hell
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| Oh lord, let me live to tell
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| They throw the best damn parties at the rim of hell
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| Please, I can’t stand the smell
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| They throw the best damn parties at the rim of hell |