| Once upon a time
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| On the assembly line
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| Ran my brilliant designs
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| Made of plastic
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| Then the factory called me
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| Said, «We are appalled, we feel
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| Your new designs are too drastic.»
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| What? |
| Babies with buzz saws?
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| These bankers in charge
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| They lacked vision and imagination
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| Challenge me, will you? |
| Well, I’ll show you all!
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| I’ll see to it this wretched company falls
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| I’m not just some nobody here doing time
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| You fat bastards need me and my brilliant mind!
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| And so… they fired me
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| And, all through the night
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| As I wept, I packed my explosives
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| And dollies with knives
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| And gasoline filled super-soakers
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| And deep within my mind
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| My revenge grew ever corrosive
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| I invaded the building with my army of toys
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| As a fire rang out with a deafening noise, I screamed
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| «I am the nightmare that crushes your dreams
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| I’m the greatest creator this world’s ever seen!»
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| Cackle as the fire crackles
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| As the toys attack 'em till they all fall down
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| Climbing to the top, I hear a helicopter
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| Talking to me as the cops surround
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| Every corner of the factory
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| Gasoline! |
| It’s either them or me
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| It’s them or me!
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| To infinity!
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| To insanity!
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| All through the night
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| As I laughed, I set off my explosives
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| (screaming)
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| But alas, I was detained
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| And they labeled me criminally insane |