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There was a man, lived on the take; |
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Called Hell his home, used sex for rape. |
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All his victims chosen by hand; |
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All the wise men couldn't understand. |
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Madman at nightime, laughing at day; |
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No one could stop him, he had his way. |
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Endless terror, London at bay; |
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And his mystery still lives on today. |
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*Bridge*: |
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The city turning upside down, |
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No answer where he could be found. |
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Watch yourself when you're alone, |
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Throw the chains around your home. |
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*Chorus*: |
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Bad Blood, out on the streets. |
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Bad Blood, an evil seed. |
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Bad Blood, loose on the streets. |
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Bad Blood, come out and see. |
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Born to destroy, legend of fear; |
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God help us all should he appear. |
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Someone's watching, feel the chill; |
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No solution for all he killed. |
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*Bridge* |
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*Chorus* |
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Now all you ladies who work at night; |
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Here is a story, makes you think twice. |
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Someone's watching, don't turn your back; |
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Don't turn tricks for One-eyed Jack. |
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*Bridge* |
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*Chorus* |
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My passoin running high. |
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Last I will decapitate your pretty lit |
