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We opened Pandora's box just to see if she was home |
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She had an apple pie a jaundiced eye and a big red telephone |
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She said, "Boys I know why you are here, you wanna take me for a ride |
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But before we go I think you ought to know that I'm awful hard to hide |
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I'm awful hard to hide" |
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"So how will you do in this town boys, how will you call him dead? |
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Will he die in his rack from a heart attack |
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Or from a bullet through his head?" |
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Then she whispered as we took her out, "He need not be afraid |
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'Cause deep inside the system hides the truth that you've betrayed |
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The truth that you've betrayed" |
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No where for us to run |
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Thirty silver pieces got the job done, got the job done |
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Poor Pandora's life it was not as it had been portrayed |
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A government, an accident and now the bed is made |
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And we tried to put her back you know but we were defeated by our greed |
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Tried again while shadow men did their dirty little deed |
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They did their dirty little deed, oh yeah |
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We opened Pandora's box just to see what we could find |
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And there was a note Pandora wrote just before she lost her mind |
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It said, 'My passing will allow a peak behind the veil of secrecy |
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It's farther out than you can see just no telling where that trail will lead |
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No telling where that trail will lead' |
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No no no no no no |
