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Alice Cooper, you have been accused |
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Of mass mental cruelty |
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How do you plead guilty? |
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Don't wanna be clean |
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Don't wanna be nice |
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The whip's gonna crack |
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My leather is black and so are my eyes |
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I'm gonna be rough |
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I'm gonna be mean |
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I'm here to the end, my sick little friend |
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I'm back in your dreams |
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You can take my head and cut it off |
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But you ain't gonna change my mind |
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If you don't like it you can lock me up |
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Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh |
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If you don't like it you can lock me up |
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Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh |
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Cover your eyes or cover your head |
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You'll never know what hit you 'til you're covered in red |
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Screaming bloody murder 'til the barricades bend |
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Sweatin' in the fog 'til the end |
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It's gotta be loud |
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I want it to roar |
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I want it to blow everyone at the show |
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Right off of the floor |
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I'm in for the kill |
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I'm back with a rage |
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I want them to write the paper each night |
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How I bloodied the stage |
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If you don't like it you can lock me up |
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Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh |
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If you don't like it you can lock me up |
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Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh |
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Oh, lock me up or shut up |
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Cover your eyes or cover your head |
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You'll never know what hit you 'til you're covered in red |
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Screaming bloody murder 'til the barricades bend |
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Sweatin' in the lights 'til the end |
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If you don't like it you can lock me up |
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Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh |
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If you don't like it you can lock me up |
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Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh |
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If you don't like it you can lock me up |
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Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh |
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If you don't like it you can lock me up |
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Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh |
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Oh, real sick |
