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I spy with my little eye |
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Things you'll never see |
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Whispers burn my eardrum |
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It's eerie to the feel |
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I see them crawling up the wall |
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I see them staring at us all |
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Am I afraid of what I know |
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They look at you, they look at me |
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And as they look inquiringly |
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They scratch their heads |
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And watch the show |
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I can't explain, am I ashamed |
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Scary eyes watching every move |
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Fail to make out a reason |
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Scary eyes tracing what we do |
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At the tail of us fools |
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Extraterrestrial you follow me around |
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Not that I don't like you |
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Basically you're sound |
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Welcome to the Stone Age |
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Don't ask me to explain |
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Or you will crash the headlines: |
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Martian gone insane |
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You can't explain why you re insane |
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Scary eyes watching every move |
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Fail to make out a reason |
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Scary eyes tracing what we do |
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At the tail of us fools |
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Why are you afraid of little spider |
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Not a claudication |
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Or other complication |
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Why don't you just be a little wiser |
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You stick in a relation |
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Instead of fornication |
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I can't explain, am I ashamed |
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Scary eyes watching every move |
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Fail to make out a reason |
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Scary eyes tracing what we do |
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At the tail of us fools |
