Intro:
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The King's crossing was the main attraction
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Dominoes falling in a chain reaction
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The scraping subject ruled by fear told me
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Whiskey works better than beer
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The judge is on vinyl, decisions aren't final
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And nobody gets a reprieve
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And every wave is tidal
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If you hang around you're going to get wet
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I can't prepare for death any more than I already have

Verse:
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All you can do now is watch the shelves
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The game looks easy, that's why it sells

Chorus:
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Frustrated fireworks inside your head
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Are going to stand and deliver dark instead
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The method acting that pays my bills
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Keeps the fat man feeding in Beverly Hills
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I got a heavy metal mouth, it hurls obscenity
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And I get my check from the trash treasury
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Because I took my own insides out


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It don't matter cause I have no sex life
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And all I wanna do now is inject my ex-wife
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I've seen the movie

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And I know what happens
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It's Christmas time
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And the needle's on the tree
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A skinny Santa is bringing something to me
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His voice is overwhelming
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But his speech is slurred
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And I only understand every other word

C#C/Am
Open your parachute and grab your gun
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F#loat down like an omen, a setting sun
C#C/Am
Read the part and return at five
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It's a hell of a role if you can keep it alive
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But I don't care if I fuck up
C/Am
I'm going on a date
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With a rich white lady
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Ain't life great?
C#C/Am
Gi'me one good reason not to do it
(Because I love you)
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So do it.

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A#mF#

C#G#D#m

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This is the place where time reverses
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And dead men talk to all the pretty nurses
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Instruments shine on a silver tray

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Don't let me get carried away
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Don't let me get carried away
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Don't let me be carried away