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| 4:17 | 
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I want you to know
He's not coming back Look into my eyes I'm not coming back So knives out Catch the mouse Don't look down Shove it in your mouth If you'd been a dog They would have drowned you at birth Look into my eyes It's the only way you'll know I'm telling the truth So knives out Cook him up Squash his head Put him in the pot I want you to know He's not coming back He's bloated and frozen Still there's no point in letting it go to waste So knives out Catch the mouse Squash his head Put him in the pot |
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| 2. |
| 5:25 |
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I will lead a wallpaper life
Or run away to the foreign legion I will lead a wallpaper life Or run away to the foreign legion And as the tanks roll into town As the tanks roll into town A little bit of knowledge will destroy you A little bit of knowledge will destroy you As the tanks roll into town As the tanks roll into town A little bit of knowledge will destroy you A little bit of knowledge will destroy you I don't know why I feel so tongue-tied I don't know why I feel so skinned alive Run until your lungs are sore Until you cannot feel it any more Run until your lungs are sore Until you find an open door I build you up to pull you down Tie you to your feet, and watch you drown A little bit of knowledge will destroy you A little bit of knowledge will destroy you I build you up to pull you down Tie you to the stake and watch you burn in hell I don't know why I feel so tongue-tied I don't know why I feel so skinned alive I'll find another skin to wear I'll find another skin to wear |
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| 3. |
| 5:07 | 
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