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The things that people say are ugly, |
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To me they're beautiful |
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I'm not afraid of darkness |
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Not afraid at all |
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And sleeping in a red plush coffin |
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Is luxury to me |
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There I'll dream sweet dreams |
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Of the Addams Family |
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I see a severed head |
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In every supermarket bag |
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I amkemy hunchback lover |
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Deliberately fat |
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Superfreak, on the street |
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You're the only one I want to meet |
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Superfreak, to the beat |
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With your crazy hair |
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And your webbed feet |
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Superfreak, on the street |
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You're so bitter that |
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You're super sweet |
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Superfreak, I repeat |
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Without you the world is incomplete? |
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I dreamed that I got lost one night |
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In an old ruined chateau |
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I walked from room to room |
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A and the wind blew cold |
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I pulled a cloak) around my neck, |
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Began to search for blood |
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Sucked the neck of a young girl |
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Little Red Riding Hood |
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I'll walk in borrowed flesh |
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Prepared for dying young |
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Deliberately crash my vintage Citroen |
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Superfreak, on the street |
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Superstition and contempt compete |
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To condemn |
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All the freaks |
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All the zombies and the Supercreeps |
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Superfreak, on the street |
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You're so bitter that |
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You're super sweet |
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Superfreak, I repeat |
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Without you the world is incomplete? |
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[Spoken] |
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I walked with a zombie |
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Beneath the valley of the supervixens |
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Goblins, dibbucks and Frankenstein's Monster |
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Watched solemnly as we passed |
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In the garden of bones I planted a skeleton tree |
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To make a shadow in moonlight |
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For you and me |
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Show me your wound, Show me |
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Yyour club foot and your hammer head |
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Show me your thalydomide or radium arms |
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Show me your shadow |
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Show me your shadow |
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I can't love you till I see your darkness |
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And when you're searching for the butterfly inside |
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Maybe a tarantula is what you really find |
