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Sneaking round the back streets |
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Don't stay out to late |
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Cause he's got something he want's to give to you |
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He calls in his dreams, with his phantom screams |
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Hide from the shadows in the night |
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Only day will save you, |
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Gotta watch the attack of the mad axeman |
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He can take you anytime he pleases |
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He wants to make you bleed, |
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Around town his laughter sounds |
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Deep into the night, that flash of knife in the |
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Flickering lights for you |
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He knows when he's down |
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But he's got to have more |
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Cause he thrives on excess celebration! |
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Time after time, in the wings, you can see him |
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He's only looking for fun, in his dreams; |
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Ah...Watch the attack of the mad axeman! |
