| Peasant pick a prophet
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| A dozen dimes a downfall
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| The marble floors are crackin'
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| Like the plaster on the walls
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| Paper-thin foundation
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| Gambler let it ride and roll
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| So why are we so shocked when
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| The matchstick house is over blown?
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| Lightning knock the power out
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| Huff and puff and blow the pig’s house down
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| Lightning knock the power out
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| Doomsday is a’waiting
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| So you better start your praying
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| Preacher, better start your saving
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| 'Fore the devil gets his share
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| Run and take cover 'cause it’s really comin' down out there
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| With your candles, cans, and matches
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| Watch the wheels turn back into squares
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| Lightning knock the power out
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| Huff and puff and blow the pig’s house down
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| Lightning knock the power out
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| Right out
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| Hey!
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| Nightstick cracks down and riot takes the town
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| One job lost and here’s a bullet for the boss
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| Seven leaders meet and a thousand take the street
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| One button pressed and goodbye, it’s the end
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| One drop in the water and it’s sayonara Disneytown
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| Kinda like the roots all cracking through the concrete ground
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| One squirrel in the walls and it’s just a matter of time
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| Nitwit got the global joystick and long may the cockroach thrive
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| And that’s the way it’ll all go down
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| Lightning knock the power out
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| With simulation cities and computer towers
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| It won’t take much to wipe it out
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| Lightning knock the power out
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| Huff and puff and blow the pigs house down
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| Lightning knock the power out… right out… |