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I see the Sword of Damocles is right above your head. |
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They're trying a new treatment to get you out of bed. |
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But really, issue kills both, bad and good, |
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it cannot differentiate. |
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So to cure you they must kill you, |
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the sword of Damocles hangs above your head. |
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Nanananananana, nanananananana naa |
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Nanananananana, nanananananana naa |
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I've seen lots of people die from carcrashes or drugs. |
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Last night on 33rd street I saw a kid hit by a bus. |
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But this drawn out torture which party you live is very hard to take. |
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To cure you they must kill you, |
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the sword of Damocles hangs above your head. |
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Nanananananana, nanananananana naa |
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Nanananananana, nanananananana naa |
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That mix of morphine and dexetrene we use it on the street, |
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It kills the pain and keeps you up, you're very sort of keen. |
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But this guessing game, has it some rules, the good don't always win. |
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And my, makes right the sword of Damocles is hanging above your head. |
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Nanananananana, nanananananana naa |
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Nanananananana, nanananananana naa |
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It seems everything's done, it must be done, |
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from overhere those things don't seem fair. |
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But there are things that we can't know, |
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maybe there's something over there. |
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Some other world that we don't know about, |
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I know you hate that mystic shit. |
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It's just another way to see in the sword to Damocles above your head. |
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Nanananananana, nanananananana naa |
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Nanananananana, nanananananana naa |
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Nanananananana, nanananananana naa |
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Nanananananana, nanananananana naa |
