Well trust little you to take it to a level
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You want but don't understand
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Back up the truck, Joe, wheel out those excuses
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You don't want to dirty your hands
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Napoleon complex, lower than low
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High enough to think you can try
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Over the side, the ship goes down
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I'm still around to testify
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So bring on the Sturm und Drang
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I just want to get drunk and headbang
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So much for the ten year plan
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You're just another company man
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Well I must admit some mornings when it hits
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I don't want to do it my way
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I see you and your worthless crew
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Fighting to get on the runway
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Dizzy dizzy heights, terrifying lows
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Don't look around, just climb
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I'll see you later when you come back to me
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'Cause everybody gets a little Judas sometimes
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So here's the Sturm und Drang
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I just want to get drunk and headbang
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So much for the ten year plan
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You're just another company man
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Well trust little you to take it to a level
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You want but don't understand
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Back up the truck, Joe, wheel out those excuses
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You don't want to dirty your hands
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'Cause you can, to bring on this Sturm und Drang
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I just want to get drunk and headbang
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So much for the ten year plan
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So much for the ten year plan
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So much for the ten year plan
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You're just another company man
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You're just another company man
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You're just another company man, man, man, man
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Man
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Ten Year Plan
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Therapy? |