Tom: Am
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What a game we play in this arena. It's called haul your ass or you'll be
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eaten. Fill your mouth don't be shy,have a bite now. He wasn't fast enough
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so he's in the dark now. Solo:Am C Dm E Em x2 That's the way it'll be,In
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the land of the free. And The man,in the moon,made of dust,he laughs at us.
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Noo. Dont laugh at us. Nooo. Don't laugh at us. (Play solo again with personal alterations)
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I'll keep the calm,with a slew,of convictions. Nothing seems like a good
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distraction.Wish my head,was a page,in a printer. Trash bad thoughs,with the
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click,of a finger.(Play solo again) With the crack of a gun,And the snap
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Of a bone. We will fall to our knees,and we'll fall,and we won't come back.
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Now,I'm alive,And my soul,is on fire and I breathe,and I love,And I see,And
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you can't stop me. Noo. Noo. No you can't stop me.
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