| We’ll see you at the leather bar, shirts without sleeves
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| Revving our imaginary motorbikes, the only thing we can believe
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| Pouring drinks so wildly down the crotches of our jeans
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| Too seedy for the crazies, too crazy for the scene
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| Looking at the world we’ll see you darkly in the morn
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| We gave away our underwear, commando evermore
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| Don’t touch me
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| I don’t know where you’ve been
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| Can’t you see?
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| It’s the serpent just beneath the skin
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| They say we crossed the line, they say we’re irresponsible
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| But we are untouchable
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| We are untouchable
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| We are untouchable
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| We are untouchable
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| People are afraid of us because we’ve got ninja skills
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| Ninja skills is a relative term, be like us — get on the pill
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| Dare you to approach us you can expect to hear it all
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| Comparisons to terminator are not unreasonable
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| See us dancing serious, hear the Tech Noir beat
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| Loosening the bullets that hold you in your disbelief
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| Don’t touch me
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| I don’t know where you’ve been
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| Can’t you see
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| It’s the serpent just beneath the skin
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| They say we crossed the line, they say we’re irresponsible
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| But we are untouchable
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| We are untouchable
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| We are untouchable
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| We are untouchable
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| We’ll take you to a room where men are training day and night
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| Our jackets have no sleeves at all, not even in the winter time
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| Businessmen will join us with their ties around their heads!
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| You can join our gang of course you can, but first we’ll kill you dead
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| Don’t touch me
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| I don’t know where you’ve been
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| Can’t you see
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| It’s the serpent just beneath the skin
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| They say we crossed the line, they say we’re irresponsible
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| But we are untouchable
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| We are untouchable
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| We are untouchable
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| We are untouchable |