| Dead man can’t holla: what you talkin 'bout?
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| Cause once you through that door, it ain’t no walkin out
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| Let me take you back in time to my coffin now
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| Oh, I know you smell it in the air
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| Cause I been in the grave for too long, I swear
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| People crying, I’m missing (Uh-huh)
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| Obituary been written (Uh-huh)
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| My face pale, they can’t tell
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| Your boy 'bout to be risen (Woah!)
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| Close the coffin, call the preacher, he’s so gone
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| It’s over, can’t nobody reach him, say so long
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| Hey, but hold on, before you cry and run out
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| 'Cause somebody coming saying something yelling: «Come out!»
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| Wake’em! |
| Wake’em up now!
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| Wake’em! |
| Wake’em up now!
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| Wake’em! |
| Wake’em up now!
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| Wake’em! |
| Wake’em up now!
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| Hopped up out the grave, good morning
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| I’ve been sleeping for too long, I’m yawning
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| They bury me, black suit, black tie
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| I’m alive and I woke up looking fly
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| So from now on
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| Former dead man walkin', Lazarus
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| Former dead man walkin', Lazarus
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| They got a missing person report and they can’t find the body
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| Let 'em tell the story, I was shot up at a party
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| Or was I high-speeding on a bike?
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| Head on to a truck, high speeding through a light
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| You can tell it any way you like
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| End story, homie, I was raised up by the Christ
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| Still dead man walking, Green Mile
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| Go and check my grave, it’s been cleaned out
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| Now come and look into my eyes, bro
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| You can see the fire, go and tell 'em I’m alive, bro
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| Full of power like a wire, bro
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| God connected to me like some cables and I’m fired up
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| Dead men don’t talk, dead lies aren’t truth, dead men don’t walk
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| So what that means for me is that they signed off
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| On my death warrant, but I was raised before it dried off
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| Wake’em! |
| Wake’em up now! |
| (Aww!)
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| Wake’em! |
| Wake’em up now!
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| Wake’em! |
| Wake’em up now!
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| Wake’em! |
| Wake’em up now!
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| Hopped up out the grave, good morning
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| I been sleeping for too long, I’m yawning
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| They bury me, black suit, black tie
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| I’m alive and I woke up looking fly
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| So from now on
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| Former dead man walkin', Lazarus
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| Former dead man walkin', Lazarus
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| Hopped up out the grave, Thriller style
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| They ain’t think that He could do it, but He did it now
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| I mean the Captain, the Almighty Lord (Yeah)
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| Setting captives free, all aboard (All aboard)
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| Can’t stop Him when He got His mind made up
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| He don’t like that grave, sayonara, see you later (La-later, la-later)
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| He make the blind see and got the lame up (Yessuh!)
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| So it’s no surprise He can raise us
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| Wake’em up now!
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| Believers when your life is lookin' tough now
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| When you at your all time low
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| Don’t forget that power that He already showed
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| Hopped up out the grave, good morning
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| I been sleeping for too long, I’m yawning
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| They bury me, black suit, black tie
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| I’m alive and I woke up looking fly
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| So from now on
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| Former dead man walkin', Lazarus
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| From now on you, can call me Lazarus!
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| Former dead man walkin', Lazarus |