| He’s cold to the kiss
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| In ignorance he’s dangerous
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| In innocence he’s bliss
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| And he stalks the night with sonar senses
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| And he holds you tight
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| Masturbates the madness in you
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| Bop-ba-dop-ba
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| He dreams when he’s not sleeping
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| Plays the trusted friend, trust him, friend
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| About as far as you can piss
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| And he holds the night and walks in shadow
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| And avoids the light
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| Masturbates the madness in you
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| Bop-ba-dop-ba
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| His frightened eyes can’t disguise
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| Blatant lies, blatant lies
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| Step inside
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| Wow!
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| Bop-ba-dop-ba
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| Oh, well, we will watch him now where he’s walking
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| It’s a vacuum world and every word
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| A silent, strangled scream
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| Oh, he’s God tonight, he walks on water
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| And he’s always right
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| Talks about the madness in America
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| In America
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| Oh, he’s God tonight, walks on water
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| And he’s always right
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| Talks about the madness in Africa
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| Africa
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| His frightened eyes, Mad Jack’s eyes
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| Can’t disguise blatant lies
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| Frightened eyes, Mad Jack’s eyes
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| Are open wide, his eyes are wide
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| Eyes are wide
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| It’s been a long time, Jack, welcome back
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| Have some speed, have some smack
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| (If you want to dance, Jack)
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| (Don't look back)
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| (If you want to dance, Jack)
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| (Don't look back)
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| (If you want to dance, Jack)
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| (Don't look back)
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| (If you want to dance, Jack)
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| (Don't look back) |