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overcoats |
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Well
I wandered in |
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To
the house of mirrors |
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With
a camera and an old shotgun |
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I
was taking some pictures |
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Of
me and my fears |
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And
exploding them one by one |
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When
all of a sudden |
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Much
to my surprise |
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A
lady with a fine tooth comb |
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Struck
a match up to my face |
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And
said, "Get out of this place |
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You
better leave the ugly truth alone" |
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CHORUS: |
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Overcoats |
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Overcoats |
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I
ain't never heard you sing |
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Overcoats |
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Overcoats |
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Take
off that silly thing |
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Well,
I looked her in the eye |
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With
a slave-like stare |
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And
said, "I'm here to talk about the rent" |
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Well,
she did a double flip |
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Then
she buttoned up her lip |
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Went
and hid in the oxygen tent |
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Well
the image shriveled up |
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And
the air got thin |
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As
she smiled from behind her mask |
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She
said, "You can stay here all night |
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But
it's gonna cost you your life |
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If
I was you, I would be leaving fast." |
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REPEAT
CHORUS |
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I
didn't come for information |
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No
I've read the daily news |
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It's
carved on everybody's face |
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But
I'm without illumination |
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Yes,
I think we blew a fuse |
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And
I'd be much obliged |
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If
you could help me locate the place |
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Well
at this, she seemed quite baffled |
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And
like a little girl |
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She
took off her wedding gown |
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Then
she stood before the mirror |
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And
it all came clear |
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She
was married to the lost and found |
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So
I left her there sleeping |
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In
her honeymoon |
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And
I made it through the antidote |
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Well
the procedure is brief |
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If
you wanna see what's underneath |
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You
gotta take off that overcoat |
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Overcoats |
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Overcoats |
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I
ain't never heard you sing |