under the floor again
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once i was up and in the air but now i'm down
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goodbye to all my friends
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forget i ever was,the mole goes underground
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under the floor again
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eight years of hide and seek no peek of me is seen
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i skip the law again
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the to and fro the come and go and miss the scene
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but who was the girl we saw last night
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wearing a frock and gown she's kinda paralysed
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a door in the flor a head materialised
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i'm sure that i saw a face i recogni-i-i-ised
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don't say a word
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just stay here at my leisure
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no sound is heard
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can't take my simple pleasures
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like walking in the park
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and taking in the air
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just lock me in the dark
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it's no fun
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under the floor again
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my baccy,bets,and beer are here and all i need
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i'm feeling sore again
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three feet of life is all i have and rats to feed
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won't say a word
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just stay here at my leisure
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no sound is heard
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can't take my simple pleasures
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like breathing in the air
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it's cleaner than the stuff i've had
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in recent months
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it's no fun
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under the floor again
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once i was up and in the air but now i'm down
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Under the floor again
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| The Damned |
