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    Beware the Beijing massive
    And sandal men with sacks
    Though you've gone all organic
    Your phone's still being tapped
    And all those craven idols
    In detention, they're fried
    Think I'm being followed
    And taken for a ride

    He took a picture of my eye
    And he lied and lied
    Told me what might happen
    No hits yet but
    There's nowhere to hide
    Took a picture of my eye
    And he tried and tried
    Tried to make me nervous
    And to keep us terrified

    If you're worry 'bout house prices
    If they drop the dirty bomb
    At least you've got an iPod
    And you rip the bird flu song
    Worry 'bout my children
    Court orders apply
    Still I'm getting nervous
    Here comes the FBI

    He took a picture of my eye
    And he lied and lied
    Told me what might happen
    No hits yet but
    There's nowhere to hide
    Took a picture of my eye
    And he tried and tried
    Tried to make me nervous
    And to keep us terrified

    Here comes the bride
    Here comes the bride

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    She's under the flight path
    And she's terrified
    Locked up in her bedroom
    Afraid to go outside
    All this morbid fascination
    To control
    And keep us terrified

    He took a picture of my eye
    And he lied and lied
    Told me what might happen
    No hits yet but
    There's nowhere to hide
    Took a picture of my eye
    And he tried and tried
    Tried to make me nervous
    And to keep us terrified

    Panic's at the pump
    'Cause we're running out of juice
    Butterflies and oligarchs
    To their own ends and use
    Dig a trench on the riverbank
    To turn back the tide
    On a hiding to nothing
    When our two worlds collide

    He took a picture of my eye
    And he lied and lied
    Told me what might happen
    No hits yet but
    There's nowhere to hide
    Took a picture of my eye
    And he tried and tried
    Tried to make me nervous
    And to keep us terrified

    Here comes the bride
    Here comes the bride

    She's under the flight path
    And she's terrified
    Locked up in her bedroom
    Afraid to go outside
    All this morbid fascination
    To control
    And keep us terrified

    They're just trying
    They're just trying
    To keep us terrified

    It's designed
    It's designed
    To keep us terrified
    To keep us terrified
    To keep us terrified
    To keep us terrified

    They keep us terrified

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