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Hey you, you with the broken nose |
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You've been a fighter for too long |
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Hey you, stuck in the same old clothes |
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You've been in pumas for too long |
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And all our friends have gone |
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And all our friends have gone |
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Gone somewhere, they don't know where to |
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Hey you, you with the serpent smile |
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You've been a creature for too long |
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Hey you, stuck in that same old style |
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You've been in fashion for too long |
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And all our friends have gone |
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And all our friends have gone |
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Gone somewhere, they don't know where to |
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Hey you, you with the seasoned lips |
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They've been in service for too long |
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Hey you, you with the same old line and bullshit |
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You've been in business for too long |
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And all our friends have gone |
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And all our friends have gone |
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Gone somewhere, they don't know |
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Gone somewhere, they don't know where to |
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Hey you, you with the broken chain |
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No one gives a crap for you |
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Hey you, you with your public displays of pain |
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You've been painful for too long |
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And all our friends have gone |
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And all our friends have gone |
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Gone somewhere, they don't know |
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Gone somewhere, they don't know where to |
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Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey you |
