| Some say I live in the twilight Zone
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| I’m the kiss of death on the telephone
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| Doin' things I never should
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| Living like a bum above the rich in hollywood
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| Some say I should never left home
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| Thinkin' 'bout success rates just below crime
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| Where I come from this is fiction this is wasting time
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| There ain’t no going back no looking around
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| Whatever has been buried has been dug up and found
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| No suckin' on to the dollar or the pound
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| You got to learn how to lie, learn how to lie
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| Learn how to lie…
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| Some say I have the constitution of a horse
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| And I kick like a mule for no fuckin' cause
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| Dig my deals in deep, 'till the ground bleeds
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| The ground bleeds food and wine
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| There ain’t no going back no looking around
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| Whatever has been buried has been dug up and found
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| No suckin' on to the dollar or the pound
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| You got to learn how to lie, learn how to lie |