| There was a man, lived on the take;
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| called Hell his home, used sex for rape.
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| All his victims chosen by hand;
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| all the wise men couldn’t understand.
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| Madman at nightime, laughing at day;
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| no one could stop him, he had his way.
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| Endless terror, London at bay;
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| and his mystery still lives on today.
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| The city turning upside down,
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| No answer where he could be found.
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| Watch yourself when you’re alone,
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| Throw the chains around your home.
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| Bad Blood, out on the streets.
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| Bad Blood, an evil seed.
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| Bad Blood, loose on the streets.
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| Bad Blood, come out and see.
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| Born to destroy, legend of fear;
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| God help us all should he appear.
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| Someone’s watching, feel the chill;
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| no solution for all he killed.
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| Now all you ladies who work at night;
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| here is a story, makes you think twice.
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| Someone’s watching, don’t turn your back;
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| don’t turn tricks for One-eyed Jack.
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| My passoin running high.
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| Last I will decapitate your pretty
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