| People tell me I look like hell
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| Well I am hell
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| I got a torture-chamber orchestra and a delirium hotel
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| I got a hallucination rattlesnake to twist my skills through
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| You’re my friend, but I’m gonna kill you.
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| Somebody’s got to monitor all this darkness, darkness, darkness
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| Somebody’s got to locate the bomb. |
| Dot com.
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| Somebody’s got to break out through the night so starless starless
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| Those who would overthrow the status quo
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| Sold like smoke thrown into the sky, gotta cry, gotta cry, gotta go, gotta go,
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| gotta go
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| Target Arab Sheik MK ultra satellite blow up kill the pain, let it rain,
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| let it rain
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| I will disengage your mastery until all your love is blasphemy
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| The I’ll break in through you idiocies and twist your desire hideously
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| And when you’re the object of complete derision I’ll make you a star on
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| television
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| Then if you want fame and it’s greatest strength speak to my girl friday the
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| thirteenth
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| Got no background, got no files
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| Come down the cable, Black Hawk, ground zero, no flight zone. |
| All alone,
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| all alone, all alone
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| This is a story which is based on a true story, which is based on a lie
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| Don’t jack with me, Sahied! |
| I’m history.
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| Don’t jack with me, Lucielle, I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone. |