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There it was |
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Just like old faithful |
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The eternal fountain of filthi |
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I took a walk straight out of town |
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But then I stopped and took my time for pleasure |
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I was alone, |
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I looked around |
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I heard a voice 50 |
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I buckled for safety |
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And there it was down on the ground |
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A pool of sound that showed my own reflection |
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In a fountain of filth |
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Eternal fountain of filth |
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I tried to run |
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I couldn't move |
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Frozen solid while the thoughts of men |
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Attacked me |
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Out of my head the fountain shot |
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And drowned me in a serum that |
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I couldn't |
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Put a stop to |
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It was me myself and |
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I locked in a struggle |
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With the talking head below me |
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In a fountain of filth |
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Eternal fountain of filth |
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I got a hunger that makes me say things |
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I got a hunger that makes me do things |
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I got a hunger that makes me want things |
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I'm just a victim of filth |
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Nowhere are we safe |
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From the power of |
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From the reach of |
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From the appeal of |
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The eternal fountain of filth |
