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One more to tie to the whipping post |
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Papers that peddle the holy ghost |
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Once more the victim of circumstance pays |
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If paper plates serve the final feast |
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Sharpen your knives for a front page piece |
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Sitting safe in the front row seats |
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You make a big noise |
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Big fire |
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Big noise |
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You and the big boys are playin' with fire |
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Big noise |
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You'd take me down to a peeping show |
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Frame me in photos in old soho |
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Now who's gonna give me a second chance? |
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You make a big noise |
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Big fire |
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Big noise |
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You and the big boys are playin' with fire |
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Big noise |
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Try to give me one thing |
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Straight from the heart |
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Straight from the heart... |
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So make a big noise |
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Big fire |
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Big noise |
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You and the big boys are playin' with fire |
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Big noise... |
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And when the smoke clears |
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There's no fire |
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Big noise |
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(Straight from the heart?) |
