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Bauhaus |
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Mask |
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The Man With X-Ray Eyes |
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Shoes that no man would want to wear |
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Wipe away the night's last cold stare |
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Red fist curled round the house |
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Wash away boy shelly shoes |
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(Wash) |
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Chocolate power is so crisp |
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The atomic open house is really here |
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And we have gone so desperate |
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Your power know no bounds |
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And heavier with time |
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Are our shoes |
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That no man would want to wear |
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New tread wipes a wet road so dry |
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-It stings |
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Into the borrowed course |
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Under the dreadful birds |
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Under the singing soil |
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And all those guilty clouds |
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I have seen too much |
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Wipe away my eyes |
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Too much! |