| He’s quickly running down the Street
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| But there is no one there
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| It seems to be a simple feat
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| But everyone just wants to beat him
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| Hang them all, hang them all
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| Hang them all, hang them all
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| Hang them all, hang them all
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| Hang them all, hang them all
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| He’s lost in a place he doesn’t know
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| And he’s afraid he has nowhere to go now
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| So he knocks upon a silver door
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| They let him in and he’s no more
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| Hang them all, hang them all
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| Hang them all, hang them all
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| Hang them all, hang them all
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| Hang them all, hang them all
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| Soon he’ll be adored
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| Soon he’ll kill them all, all, all, all, all
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| Soon he’ll be adored
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| Soon he’ll kill them all, all, all, all, all |