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    Dirty man thinks he can get away with it
    Not too bright where's the light
    The occupant of his mind

    Clean man, dirty thoughts should know better
    After time he will find
    That things don't work out his way

    And if he were to be the public enemy
    If he were to be the public enemy
    And made a part of his - Hey
    Made a part of his - Hey
    Made a part of history

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    Like I was born on Saturday
    Got buried on Sunday
    Thought I'd never get caught
    Feel like I just got married
    And divorced in the one day
    And it's not my fault
    And it's not my fault
    Now I've thrown it all away
    And I have nowhere to go

    Blind man, can't you see what you've become
    All you made didn't pay
    Now you're outside to dry

    On the run, thought you could get away with it
    Not too bright where's the light
    The occupant of his mind

    Chorus

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    Composición: Chris Cheney

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