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ELook at you
EYou're the son of the neighborhood strays
EYou can walk in your prison for days
EBut you'll never get anyBwhere
EIt's a pain
EBut the shine on the edge of your blade
ECouldn't give all the waiting away
EYou were recognized everyBwhere
ATurn away
AYou are not just ashamed of yourself
AYou're a part of the scenery,damned to hell
ECan't you see
EWe are not going to play at your games
EWe are not going to ask you for names
EOr for some of your hisBtory
EDid you know
EThat your father said it's all wrong
EJust to keep it going along
EIt's a part of our mystBery
AIt's our job, you see
EYou'll agree
EThere is no point in letting you go
EWe can wait till the end of the show
ETill the audience fadesB away
ATurn around
AYou can laugh at the mess in your room
AIt's a nightmare that never can end for you
ECan't you see
EWe are not going to play at your games
EWe are not going to ask you for names
EOr for part of your hisBtory
EDid you know
EThat your father said it's all wrong
EJust to keep it going along
EIt's a part of our mysBtery
AIt's our job you see
EYou'll agree
EThere is no point in letting you go
EWe can wait till the end of the show
ETill the audience fadesB away
ATurn around
AYou can laugh at the mess in your room
AIt's a nightmare that never can end for you
ECan't you see
EWe are not going to play at your games
EWe are not going to ask you for names
EOr for part of your hisBtory
EDid you know
EThat your father said it's all wrong
EJust to keep it going along
EIt's a part of our mysBtery.
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