| Coming from the sewerage creeping through the pipes
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| Born from modern chemistry a thing that is alive
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| Growing in this rotten crap at places no one wipes
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| Eating rats and stinking shit and all it needs to thrive
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| The scientists got no way to fight
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| For they can’t find any weak point to get rid of it right
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| You live your life and you don’t know what’s going on
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| You just can’t stop a thinking that the officials do you wrong
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| You’re sometimes wondering what the hell bit your baby’s arm
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| And the nuns at the holy mission can’t keep the tramps from harm
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| Even thieves around dark corners too scared to leave the door
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| Frustrated businessmen needing a wank can’t find themselves a whore
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| You won’t believe 'till you know that it’s real
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| From the pain in your stomach and the horror you feel
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| You need a shit so you head off to the loo
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| You’re coming to the bog, now what you’re gonna do
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| There’s the reptile, reptile
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| Just see his eyes
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| Reptile, reptile
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| Can you see the beast arise?
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| Reptile, reptile
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| Creeping up on you
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| Reptile, reptile
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| There’s nothing left that you can do
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| And there’s the reptile, reptile
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| Hidden till now
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| Reptile, reptile
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| But now it’s there you don’t know how
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| Reptile, reptile
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| Just watch it grow
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| Reptile, reptile
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| And there’s no more human being left but you
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| You
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| You |