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One, two, three, four |
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You're comfortable as the poison dance |
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Completely oblivious |
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This might come as a big surprise |
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But since you've been sterilized |
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You won't bite back |
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You've always been cut through much slack |
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And now you're primed to have a great time |
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Milk fed full of boldfaced lies |
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The canned and homogenized |
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Perpetuated by the myth |
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Impassiveness equals intelligence |
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But you're a star |
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Just like any accomplished liar |
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You can make it at last |
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Never let a good lie pass |
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You won't bite back |
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You've always been cut through much slack |
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And now you're primed to have a great time |
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But you're a star |
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Just like any accomplished liar |
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You can make it at last |
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Never let a good lie pass |
