| Yeah,
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| Yeah,
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| Midnight candy four cups of coffee,
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| I ate my breakfast with a side of eggs,
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| I saw something in the jungle,
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| Low in gear — black mudd on my legs,
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| She was something stretch before me,
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| Her arms into wings into pillbox heads,
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| Can the side show — wherever you go,
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| Two naked figures in my breath,
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| Can you see it?
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| If you feel it,
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| The Scorpion Sleeps right in my hand,
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| A poison dealer,
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| An evil wheeler,
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| How can I make you understand?
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| Yeah alright — Said it’s alright — Yeah alright
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| A blue light shindig — Well I’m addicted,
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| Killing black kettle is what they saw,
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| I feel like something in the congo,
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| Dead were the women not the warriors,
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| Last great road show — A canvas tilt go,
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| Arms into wings into pillbox heads,
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| Creep the high-go and keep the down low,
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| Into the mind of a melting man,
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| Can you see it?
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| If you feel it,
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| The Scorpion Sleeps right in my hand,
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| A poison dealer,
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| An evil wheeler,
|
| How can I make you understand?
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| Yeah alright — Said it’s alright — Yeah alright
|
| Can you see it?
|
| If you feel it,
|
| The Scorpion Sleeps right in my hand,
|
| A poison dealer,
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| An evil wheeler,
|
| How can I make you understand?
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| Yeah alright — Said it’s alright — Yeah alright |