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Drag him out your window Dragging out the dead Singing I miss you Snakes and ladders flip the lid Out pops the cracker Smacks you in the head Knifes you in the neck Kicks you in the teeth Steel toe caps Takes all your credit cards Get up get the guns Get the axe Get the flan in the face The flan in the face The flan in the face Dance you fucker dance you fucker Don’t you dare Don’t you dare Don’t you flan in the face Take it with the love its given Take it with a pinch of salt Take it to the taxman Let me back Let me back I promise to be good Don’t look in the mirror at the face you don’t recognize Help me, call the doctor, put me inside Put me inside Put me inside Put me inside Put me inside I keep the wolf from the door But he calls me up Calls me on the phone Tells me all the ways that he’s gonna mess me up Steal all my children if I don’t pay the ransom And I’ll never see them again if I squeal to the cops. . . . Walking like giant cranes And with my X-ray eyes I strip you naked in a tight little world are you on the list? Stepford wives who are we to complain? Investments and dealers Investments and dealers Cold wives and mistresses Cold wives and Sunday papers City boys in First Class don’t know they’re born little Someone else is gonna come and clean it up Born and raised for the job Someone always does I wish you’d get up get over get up, get over and turn the tape off I keep the wolf from the door But he calls me up Calls me on the phone Tells me all the ways that he’s gonna mess me up Steal all my children if I don’t pay the ransom And I’ll never see them again if I squeal to the cops So I just go ooh ooh ooh ooh
