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Found myself inside an empty room |
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Waiting for the beast to make a move |
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Riding through the TV air |
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The devil makes his playground anywhere |
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One day, little baby, don't you be surprised but I'll be gone |
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You know that's true |
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Meantime all my friends are coming down |
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Overshooting exits out of town |
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Trapped in cans inside of traffic stacks |
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As the bright lights call them back |
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To Psycho City |
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To Psycho City |
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Aome day if the smoke clears from your eye |
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You'll recognise your helter skelter life |
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One day, little baby, you're going to realise right from wrong |
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It'll come right you |
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Meanwhile as the band is going on |
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Double crossing dodges get it on |
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Complicating every little fact |
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Don't ever turn your back |
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On Psycho City |
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On Psycho City |
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Some day as I make my way by song |
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I'll find out where I should belong |
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Jump my wheels right off the twisted track |
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'Cause I'm never going back |
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To Psycho City |
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To Psycho City |
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To Psycho City |
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Psycho City |
