See the strange boy
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Keeping to the shadows
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He's a very good friend of mine
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I've seen you running from the ladies
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Don't tell me you're not the kind
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I've got the time if you've got the money
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Mister you'll be pleased you'll see
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We'll meet by the tubeway
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When the screamer cries eleven
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And you can have your way with me
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You're gonna make me feel so cold
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See my one love talking to the pretty boy
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I never did like her taste
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My skin is rubber on a skeletal body
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I'm physically going to waste
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Feel my eyes and the tongue of a killer
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I'm a humanoid logic machine
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Don't touch me with
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Your painted little fingers
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'Cause I know where they've been
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You're not gonna put those scabs on me
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I must hide from
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A thousand grinning faces
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All sucking from my crazy mind
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Take a ride out in my imagery of ages
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And heaven know what you will find
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I've no time for the chitter chatter ladies
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I'm so busy trying to break this wall
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Hear my words 'cause emotion now is leaving
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You see I'm really not a human at all
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And I don't think I want to stay
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Friends
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| Tubeway Army |
