| I’m feeling so alone now
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| They cut the telephone uh huh
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| Yeah my life is just a mess
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| I threw it all away now
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| I could have made a fortune
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| I lost the craving for success
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| And as the acrobats they tumble
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| So the corn begins to crumble
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| While in the mirror she admires a brand new dress
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| Live on the second floor now
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| They’re trying to bust the door down
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| Soon I’ll have a new address
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| So much for liberation
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| They’ll have a celebration
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| Yeah I’ve been under too much stress
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| And as the cloud begin to rumble
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| So the juggler makes his fumble
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| And the sun upon my wall is getting less
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| Don’t! |
| Give a damn
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| Fight! |
| While you can
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| Kill! |
| Shoot 'em up
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| They’ll! |
| They’ll run amuck
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| Shout! |
| Judas
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| Loud! |
| They’ll hear us
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| Soldier! |
| Sailor
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| Whose your! |
| Tailor
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| They’ll run for cover
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| When they discover
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| Everyone’s a nervous wreck now
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| I used to think she was so nimble
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| I would have bought her as a symbol
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| But now I can’t afford the pen to sign her checks
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| That don’t! |
| Give a damn
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| Fight! |
| While you can
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| Kill! |
| Shoot 'em up
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| They’ll! |
| Yeah they’ll run amuck
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| Shout! |
| Judas
|
| Loud! |
| They’ll hear us
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| Soldier! |
| Sailor
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| Whose your! |
| Tailor
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| They’ll run for cover
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| When they discover
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| Everyone’s a nervous wreck now
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| Life’s just a bummer
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| They got your number
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| We’ll give as good as we get now
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| Rise from the gutter
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| Stick with each other
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| We’ll drive 'em over the edge now
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| They’re gonna bleed
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| That’s what they need
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| We’ll get together and blow their cover
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| Are we ready (Are we ready)
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| Are we ready (Are we ready)
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| Are we ready (Are we ready)
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| Yeah we’re ready
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| Are we ready (Are we ready)
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| Are we ready (Are we ready)
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| Yeah. |
| yeah
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| Are we ready (Are we ready) |