| Give me a minute 'cause I’m wrapped in superstition
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| Pour me a chemical to take away the edge
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| Don’t make up anything that’s breaking all your fingers
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| Just slapped around a bit of what it takes to pledge
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| Carry out another stone as a slave
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| Ask general know-it-all «Who's juggling the earth?»
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| Tease all the natives that will walk across your grave
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| And shove aside your nation all for what it’s worth
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Hey, hey, hey, two, three, dig it!
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| An open eyes and a closed mind
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| Look at the suit in suspended animation
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| A faded outline that used to be a man
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| A piece of paper that’s fallen out a window
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| Has got a better chance to know where it lands
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Beat yourself blind
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| To bleed in vain, to bleed in vain
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| Under my eyes are painted skies
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| Larry, get up there, man!
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| Down at the boneyard, they’re diggin' up the relics
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| Handfuls of parasites thrown into the machine
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| I got the phone call, they’re tearin' down the mission
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| The zombies had a ball, but don’t know what it means
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| They don’t know what it means
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| They don’t know what it means, no, no
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| They don’t know, no, no, no
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Come on, Tokyo
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Beat yourself blind
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| Yeah, Tokyo, you having fun tonight? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Beat Yourself Blind , by - Sebastian Bach. Song from the album Bring 'Em Back Alive!, in the genre Хард-рок