| Stare at the gates, there’s a time and place
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| When the lions arrive and they’re comin' your way
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| Outback in the corner of a crooked town
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| Duck down, better hit the ground
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| This ain’t no sunset cruise
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| No hope in hell someone’s helpin' you
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| These hard knock streets ain’t paved with gold
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| They were built by skin and bones
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| When it all comes tumblin' down
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| And the fear is in your heart
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| For a moment that you fell
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| Don’t let it fall apart
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| Welcome to the underground
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| There’s no way to turn back now
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| I’ll show you what it’s all about
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| Follow me I’ll take you down
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| To the underground
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| If death’s gonna deal you one more try
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| Then stare him stone cold in the eye
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| Don’t be denied, just don’t show your guard
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| Or the sweat and the panic starts
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| If you’ve been knocked out behind closed doors
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| Then come through the desert and name your horse
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| Rebuild the course and rewrite all the rules
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| 'Cause we weren’t born to lose
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| When it all comes tumblin' down
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| And the fear is in your heart
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| For a moment that you fell
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| Don’t let it fall apart
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| Welcome to the underground
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| There’s no way to turn back now
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| I’ll show you what it’s all about
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| Follow me I’ll take you down
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| To the underground
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| They’ll hang you up
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| They’ll bleed you dry
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| The hand that feeds you
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| Might rob you blind
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| For all you’re worth
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| Just one last chance
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| Hold on tight
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| Because you’re not dead yet
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| Welcome to the underground
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| There’s no way to turn back now
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| I’ll show you what it’s all about
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| Follow me I’ll take you down
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| To the underground
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| They’ll hang you up
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| They’ll bleed you dry
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| Welcome to the underground
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| They’ll hang you up
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| They’ll bleed you dry
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| Welcome to the underground |