| Madmen fry
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| This is bad for their health
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| In the midday sky
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| Everything has its appointed hour
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| Get down on their knees
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| Why should the devil have all the good tunes
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| BUt the sand won’t freeze
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| Those that do you wrong will never forgive you
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| Deciding on decisions-deciding on decisions-a war between the ears
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| Laughing like a madman-laughing like a madman-laughing at the madman
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| On the barren waste
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| With the mind of roadworks full of parked cars
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| You will decorate
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| An incident of original sin
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| With skull and bone
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| An accident of true distinction
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| Your final home
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| You spoke too quick, now count the stars
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| Evaporation, dehydration
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| An innocent of original sin
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| With this skull and bones, dehydrating on the desert sands
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| Raised my height
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| Took an all time low
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| Took away a little part of me
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| Sand castles in the snow
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| And everything you knew
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| Has turned its back on you
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| Sand castles in the snow
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| Deciding on decisions
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| Deciding on decisions
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| Well I raised my heights
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| Took an all time low
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| I’m laughing at this madman
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| And all these things
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| You did and said
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| All these things
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| Running through my head
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| Laughing at the madman
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| Deciding on decisions |