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What do you think when you spit in my face? |
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How does it feel to accuse and to haze? |
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Now look at me, I'm not one of your kind, |
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And I prefer to stay behind. |
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And walk the wicked way! |
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We don't wanna be like you, |
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Don't you get that King Of Fools? |
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We don't mind your life is trite, |
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You are the King Of Fools. |
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We are never gonna be like you, |
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We don't follow - King of Fools, |
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You're the blind who lead the blind. |
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And I walk the wicked way! |
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You feel at ease as you flock with the masses, |
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What do you see with your heads in their asses? |
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Keep on railing at what I believe , (I believe) |
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Call me insane and I am proud to be. |
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And I walk the wicked way! |
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We don't wanna be like you, |
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Don't you get that King Of Fools, |
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We don't mind your life is trite, |
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You are the King Of Fools. |
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We are never gonna be like you, |
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We don't follow - King of fools, |
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You are the blind who lead the blind! |
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- Guitar Solo - |
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We don't wanna be like you, |
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Don't you get that King of Fools? |
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We don't mind your life is trite, |
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You are the King of Fools! |
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We are never gonna be like you, |
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We don't follow - King of fools, |
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You are the blind who lead the blind. |
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You are the King of Fools! |
