| Well the dawn is howling
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| And the mainframe shakes
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| Feel like I’ve been sleeping in a
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| Cellar full of snakes
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| My wings have been clipped
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| My shoes have been stuck with glue
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| Well if you’ll be my enemy
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| I’ll be your enemy too
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| Now I’ve got goons on my landing
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| Thieves on my trail
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| Nazis on my telephone
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| Willing me to fail
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| They were all sent by someone
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| (Obviously/Well I know it was) you!
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| Well if you’ll be my enemy
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| I’ll be your enemy too
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| I’ve a bucketful of Babylon
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| I got a handful of lead
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| I’m gonna put them in a gun man
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| Point it at your head
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| Because you stole all my friends
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| And you gave me the buffalo blues
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| Well if you’ll be my enemy
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| I’ll be my enemy too
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| Now from the slime on your tongue
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| To the nails on your toes
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| From the scales on your skin
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| To the stains on your clothes
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| You’re gonna have to make me do something
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| That I do not want to do
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| But if you’ll be my enemy
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| I’ll be your enemy too
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| My hands are tied
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| I’m nailed to the floor
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| Feel like I’m knocking on the
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| Unknown door
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| There’s a gun at my back
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| A blade at my throat
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| I keep finding hate mail
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| In the pockets of my coat
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| Well I’ve been trying to grow
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| I been cooling my heels
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| I’ve have been working the treadmill
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| I’ve been working in the fields
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| And I can’t get to sleep
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| I can’t catch my breath
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| I can’t stop talking and I
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| Look like death
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| But I will put right this disgrace
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| I will rearrange you
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| If you’ll be my enemy
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| I’ll be your enemy too
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| If you’ll be my enemy
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| I’ll be your enemy too
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| Be my enemy! |