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The mountain's coming |
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He's walking down your street |
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The mountain's coming |
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He's got wings on his feet |
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There's two suns in the sky today |
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And one's at your door |
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When you feed the mountain |
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He's gonna feed you some more |
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And then you know, know, know know know know |
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Know there's no time for heaven or hell, mm-mm |
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Just try to understand each other, baby |
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Down in that gravity well |
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Diablo's coming |
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He's gonna slap your face |
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He's gonna feed you shit for breakfast |
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He's gonna ask how it tastes |
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He's a little punk |
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And he loves when he wins |
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He wants you chubby |
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So he can make you thin |
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No no no, no no no no, no |
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No time for heaven or hell |
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Let's just try to understand each other baby |
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Down in that gravity well |
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Let's go |
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You're a little time bomb |
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You sure love your game |
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Your imagination is gonna |
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Drive me insane |
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I'm gonna join your circus |
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I'm gonna catch your train |
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You're making my cock like a pistol on my side baby |
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Upside your brain |
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And then I said |
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No, no, no no no no, no |
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Little time for heaven or hell |
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You understand me |
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Let's try to understand each other, baby |
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Down in that gravity well |
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Let's try to understand each other, baby |
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Down in the gravity well |