| I awake to find the devil
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| Sitting near my bed.
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| We have a conversation
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| …he says:
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| Good morning mr. |
| cut-throat
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| These are most exciting times
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| We are surrounded by fools and crooks,
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| Strangers that give us dirty looks,
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| So many different people to despise
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| It’s tearing you apart / you haven’t got the heart
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| I don’t mean to complain, but it seems a little strange
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| Good evening mr. |
| turncoat!
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| Well done!
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| You’ve been watching the so-called news
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| (and now yo see it)
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| That no news is good news,
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| We don’t want to confuse
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| The popular pursuit
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| Of absolute truth
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| And who has time for such remote endeavors
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| You wanna disappear,
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| How did you end up here?
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| I don’t mean to complain
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| But it seems a little strange
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| Take me to your leader
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| I sure could use a laugh
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| (I hear) he’s made a new birdfeeder
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| And he sleeps in a birdbath
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| Who needs to join the circus
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| Come on, just look around
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| We are surrounded
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| By a bunch of f**king clowns!
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| They sing la la la la la la la la
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| They all sing la la la la la la la
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| We all sing la la la la la la la la
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| Everybody sing, la la la la la la la la
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| Its tearing you apart / you haven’t got the heart
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| You sit there and complain, it seems a little lame.
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| Good morning, mr. |
| misanthrope
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| I sure do hope you remember our terms |