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You take one step out a big black cadillac, |
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A bowler hat, and a pinstripe pair of slacks |
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He's got a cane but he's got no limp, |
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He does it for the image, oh it's for the image. "Knife" is what they call him back home, |
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He's got a reputation, what he condones, |
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A practice common men consider quite unethical, |
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But I see it as questionable, |
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I see a similarity, oh. |
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She came running down old stairs, no sounds. |
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Just breathing, and heirloom dependency. |
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She said "Where have you gone? I've grown from you, shone from you", |
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Stockpiled the thoughts and the memories, and what it means to me. |
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You've been talking that all night. |
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Everybody sing along and scream out. |
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La da da, tonight he'll be found out, |
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La da da, tonight we'll shine a light and find your motivation, |
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And everyone of your friends who's involved. |
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If you knew word of this you're guilty by association. |
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Ironic thing is that you can't do much unless you know law/love, |
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And it's crazy to believe in this. |
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Darling, I hate to apologize, |
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You know it's how we do it midwest style. 10 steps and stay awake, 5 steps, so far away. |
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The sound and the silence, a music box and melodies. |
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So calm the |
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West side down, |
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Calm the ocean and the underground. |
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I'm a jack inside a box and know you've got me, |
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You wound me up and let me out and then you shot me down. |
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To the leg or to the face, you know it doesn't matter. |
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Tonight we'll be found out, |
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Tonight they'll shine a light and find our motivation, |
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And every one of our friends who's involved. |
