| When the boy with the hammer in the paper bag
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| Stands up to cheer, then you stand up to cheer
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| That boy really knows how to accessorize —
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| It’s the best look that we’ve seen all year
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| And he raises his hammer to the magic act who gets all mad
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| And says, «I should be in Vegas,» he says
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| «You don’t need to know how to breathe fire
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| To see a hunger for a pain that’s endless.»
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| And then the Mill Valley Man starts tap dancing to 'Midnight Cowboy,'
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| And suddenly there’s sirens outside —
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| But it’s only someone’s family home burning down next door —
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| Don’t worry people — no need to hide
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| And then the colonel starts playing tambourine —
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| It was so funny, we were rolling —
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| We were laughing in the face of the pain of the family next door —
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| Too fucked up to feel anything
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| If that’s what you want — well, it’s nothing
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| The boy with the hammer in the paper bag is feeling lonely —
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| Gee, I wonder why?
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| He says, «Bring me the head of Alfredo Garcia» —
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| Staring at the stripper-reflecting only sky —
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| But he was really harmless —
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| He only used the hammer
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| To smash the windows of the parked cars on his way home —
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| That look back at him in accusation and say —
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| No one’s gonna catch you if you fall all alone
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| But if that’s what you want, it’s nothing |