| The King’s crossing was the main attraction
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| Dominoes falling in a chain reaction
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| The scraping subject ruled by fear told me
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| Whiskey works better than beer
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| The judge is on vinyl, decisions aren’t final
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| And nobody gets a reprieve
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| And every wave is tidal
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| If you hang around you’re going to get wet
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| I can’t prepare for death any more than I already have
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| All you can do now is watch the shelves
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| The game looks easy, that’s why it sells
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| Frustrated fireworks inside your head
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| Are going to stand and deliver dark instead
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| The method acting that pays my bills
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| Keeps the fat man feeding in Beverly Hills
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| I got a heavy metal mouth, it hurls obscenity
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| And I get my check from the trash treasury
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| Because I took my own insides out
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| It don’t matter cause I have no sex life
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| And all I wanna do now is inject my ex-wife
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| I’ve seen the movie
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| And I know what happens
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| It’s Christmas time
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| And the needle’s on the tree
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| A skinny Santa is bringing something to me
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| His voice is overwhelming
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| But his speech is slurred
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| And I only understand every other word
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| Open your parachute and grab your gun
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| Float down like an omen, a setting sun
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| Read the part and return at five
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| It’s a hell of a role if you can keep it alive
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| But I don’t care if I fuck up
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| I’m going on a date
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| With a rich white lady
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| Ain’t life great?
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| Gi’me one good reason not to do it
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| (Because I love you)
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| So do it.
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| This is the place where time reverses
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| And dead men talk to all the pretty nurses
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| Instruments shine on a silver tray
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| Don’t let me get carried away
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| Don’t let me get carried away
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| Don’t let me be carried away |