| Came here feelin blue
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| In an old hat and painted shoes
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| Thought I’d see what’s goin down
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| I saw the Ghost dancin with some clown
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| Something’s wrong with this whole thing
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| Something’s wrong and it’s o.k.
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| The DJ just spinnin round the floor
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| Nowhere to be found
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| I saw you hangin from a thread with your hack of a painter friend
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| Something’s wrong with this whole thing
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| Something’s wrong and it’s o. |
| k Don’t tell me what you want to know I ain’t hearin it You’re hiding what you ought to show, and all I’m seeing is It’s time for you to leave me alone
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| I heard about the things you’ve done
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| From the dry cleaner’s girlfriend’s son
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| Something bout some psychic cat
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| And the boy who could swallow rats
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| Looks like you need same sleep
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| With a walk that defies your speech
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| You’re doin good you’re feeling fine
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| Lookin tore up between the lines
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| Something’s wrong with this whole thing
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| Something’s wrong and it’s o.k.
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| Just tell me what you want to do
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| I’ll do anything
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| Tell me where you want is go No one’s anywhere
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| And now it’s time for me to find my coat
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| What the hell am I doin here
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| They don’t serve my kind of beer
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| It’s getting hard to be sincere
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| And I need to get some sleep
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| Have I gone in way too deep
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| It’s getting heavy on my knees
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| It’s all givin me the creeps
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| Something’s wrong with this whole thing |