| This town it’s got no soul,
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| She sleeps with one eye open
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| They don’t like strangers here
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| So keep on passing through
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| And if you hear the sound of
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| Screaming after midnight be sure
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| You don’t stray on the wrong side
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| Of the tracks, cause tonight there’s
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| A party for those bad guys
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| Tonight all hell is breaking loose
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| In crazy town you won’t like the things you see
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| Don’t hang around here or you’ll be hanging from some tree
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| In crazy town you won’t like the things you see
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| Don’t hang around here or you’ll be hanging from some tree
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| This is the time of year we’re cursed
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| By moonlight madness, and our obsessions
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| Lead to dancin' on the moor
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| We’re trapped inside a web that’s spun
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| Throughout creation, we act like
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| Animals awaiting for the kill
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| Cause tonight there’s a party
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| For these bad guys
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| Tonight it’s the creepy reaper’s ball
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| In crazy town you won’t like the things you see
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| Don’t hang around here or you’ll be hanging from some tree
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| In crazy town you won’t like the things you see
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| Don’t hang around here or you’ll be hanging from some tree
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| We don’t take prisoners here
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| We eat them all for breakfast
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| We like a hearty meal before we go to sleep
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| The rats can pick the bones while
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| We crawl back in our hell hole
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| And let the day decide what action
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| It will take
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| Cause tonight there’s a party for
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| Those bad guys
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| Tonight all hell is breaking loose
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| In crazy town you won’t like the things you see
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| Don’t hang around here or you’ll be hanging from some tree
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| In crazy town you won’t like the things you see |