| Take a name, no you can take a number
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| Wide awake, but I’ve been dreaming of a — New World, New God
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| Take my eyes and black them out like cameras
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| Take my hands and treat them both like hammers — watch your watchdogs
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| Bully for you baby girl
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| Brought into a dying world
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| Run and tell the aliens
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| «The earth looks greener when you squint»
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| If only she was born a son
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| If only she had…
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| Below our friends, above are vultures
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| Bite my tongue 'cause its wet and vulgar — Oh yeah, don’t stop
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| Subtract her voice 'cause she’s her mother’s daughter
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| Shaking hands and drinking Arnold Palmers — Except that she’s not
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| Bully for you baby girl
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| Brought into a dying world
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| Run and tell the aliens
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| The earth looks greener when you squint
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| If only she was born a son
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| If only we could take a hint
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| She says «Hold me and tell me what you like about me
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| You know you really shouldn’t tempt me
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| With all the things you hold against me»
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| So stay up and watch the riot gear erase us
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| I’m tripping over all my spilled guts
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| I’m standing knee-deep in the bad blood |
| Bully for you baby girl
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| Brought into a dying world
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| Run and tell the next of kin
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| The baby’s bedroom’s blanket’s pink
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| So She’ll politely overcome
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| And softly sweetly talk some sense
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| If only Anne could bear a son
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| Then maybe she’d still have a head
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| Bully while you’re young
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| Bully while you’re young
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| Bully for the missing girls |