| Deal with it your own way
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| Deal with it tonight
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| Deal with it your own way
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| You gotta deal with it tonight
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| Something in my vision
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| As I’m walking down the towpath
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| A feeling of aggression
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| Emanating from a psychopath
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| He was coming at me
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| The kids were in the way
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| I had to throw them down
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| I guess they thought it was a game
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| He was coming at me
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| He was coming through
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| Didn’t need much imagination
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| See what he was trying to do
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| I was in the way
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| He was going to ride me down
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| Teach me some respect
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| This stupid smack-head clown
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| Deal with it your own way
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| Deal with it tonight
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| Deal with it your own way
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| You gotta deal with it tonight
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| The step aside was easy
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| And the jab he couldn’t see
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| Laying on his back
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| He was looking up at me
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| His dignity was shattered
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| And the rage began to burn
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| He started getting up
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| I thought this boy will never learn
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| Deal with it your own way
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| Deal with it tonight
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| Deal with it your own way
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| You gotta deal with it tonight
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| He was frothing at the mouth
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| And screaming 'bout his rights
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| So I threw him in the river
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| And then I threw his 'bike
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| Now I’m questioned by the law
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| About some charge he wants to bring
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| But I got twenty-seven witnesses
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| Who never saw a thing
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| Deal with it your own way
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| Deal with it tonight
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| Deal with it your own way
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| You gotta deal with it tonight |