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About time you paid for all of this |
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You've got the bloody finger tips |
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And blood on your lips |
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You used to love the rock n roll |
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Now you got me on the phone |
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Quit putting me on |
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Don't you remember the prom |
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And the popular kids who put |
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You down Now you're just like them |
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Making everybody feel bad |
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What the world has dealt you |
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Ain't so wrong |
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Come on, quit putting me on |
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Hello Mr. |
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White Light |
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You look kind of angry |
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Bet you think |
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I want to |
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Drink from your fountain |
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But I'm climbing up that mountain |
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Shout it! |
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Everyone is walking away |
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No we can't afford the bills on |
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This pay Hey - quit putting me on |
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Hello Mr. |
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White Light |
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You look kind of angry |
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Bet you think |
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I want to |
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Drink from your fountain |
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But I'm climbing up that mountain |
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Shout it! |
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Everyone is walking away |
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No we can't afford the bills on |
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This pay Hey - quit putting me on |
