How was I supposed to know
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Where's the catch, don't mind, just sign
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Get on the stage and do the show
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You won't get a second chance
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Turn the limelight on
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Most certainly the fools will start to dance...
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...Into the arena
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We're drifting into the arena
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I'll have to put this to an end
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A perfect stranger telling me
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That he's my one and only friend
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I turn away and try to run
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Exit's out, and here I stand
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With nothing else but my two hands
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Once you have passed the door
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No one escape these walls
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Sit back, enjoy them fall
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Release the dogs...
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...Into the arena
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We're drifting into the arena
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Into The Arena
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Mustasch |