| Sneaking round the back streets
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| Don’t stay out to late
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| Cause he’s got something he want’s to give to you
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| He calls in his dreams, with his phantom screams
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| Hide from the shadows in the night
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| Only day will save you
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| Gotta watch the attack of the mad axeman
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| He can take you anytime he pleases
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| He wants to make you bleed
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| Around town his laughter sounds
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| Deep into the night, that flash of knife in the
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| Flickering lights for you
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| He knows when he’s down
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| But he’s got to have more
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| Cause he thrives on excess celebration!
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| Time after time, in the wings, you can see him
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| He’s only looking for fun, in his dreams; |
| Ah…
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| Watch the attack of the mad axeman! |