| in the shadow of his brother
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| grown up by a foster mother
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| please don´t walk away
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| creeping through the woods of eden on his rusty bones
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| full of sorrow — sick of life — hanging with the wolves
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| his whole being seems to be nothing but a dry run
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| looking up to his brother full of pride
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| walking in his shadow he´ll be never satisfied
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| his whole being seems to be nothing but a dry run
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| let us creep through advertisings with a smiling face
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| try to get money from the studpid human race
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| we have the candy for you — mr. |
| sparefox
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| you just smile and they wanna build their place
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| let´s put some fresh red on you — you know i´ts just in case
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| we have the candy for you — mr sparefox
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| hey mister sparefox — are you alright?
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| hey mister sparefox — let´s have a good time
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| hey mister sparefox — it´s never to late
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| hey mister sparefox — let´s change your fate
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| here are
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| bricks on a poster
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| chicks and a roaster
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| guy with a toaster
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| big rollercoaster
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| here are
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| some bitches
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| a brickwall
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| a garden
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| the riches
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| now your face is everywhere — your dreams have been been fulfilled
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| your bags are full of money — let´s hope you won´t get ill
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| no one is caring about you — mr. |
| sparefox
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| your friends in the wood think you´re dead
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| hell it is no tragedy no one will be sad
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| no one is caring about you — mr. |
| sparefox
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| are you allright?
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| yes sir!
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| i can boogie! |