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The tiniest of things seem to set me off |
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A hornet nest of things I think all may be lost |
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Step back It's time to take the garbage out |
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Step back A day to take stock |
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Step back Wind all of my watches up |
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Step back |
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I'm suffocating the air's too thin to talk |
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I'm separating the halves are gonna fall |
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If I don't step back |
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An exit sign's approaching |
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Step back Gonna have to now decide |
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Step back Was there an error in my judgment |
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Step back |
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I wanna go home, before I burst in flames |
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But if I go home, will everything stay the same |
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There's no place like home |
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There's no place like home |
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There's no, no place like home |
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Step back It's time to take the dishes out |
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Step back And raise the ticket prices high |
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Step back Make the work shop into playpens |
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And get my fingers in the pie |
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Step back Nine pound and six pence |
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Step back Arouse suspicion where I can |
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Step back For all this cleaning of house, |
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I think I am a better man |
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Step back It's time to take the garbage out |
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Step back Another day to take stock |
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Step back And wind all of my watches up |
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Step back La da... |
