Whenever there's smoke and fire
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You'll find him handy to admire
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Never learns the victims' names
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Roasting snacks upon the flames
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Always just to happen by
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Blood-soaked steel, but he keeps dry
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Without concern who's left alive
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It's entertainment for his drive
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Hey, here comes Rubberneck
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He never helps but he loves a wreck
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He should close his mouth and drive away
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He'd seize a peek but not the day
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Sideline living is so sweet
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There's always something good to eat
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Smug behind the safety glass
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Committed not but to save his ass
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With thoughts like "better you than me"
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I guess that's why he wants to see
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Appreciation only learned
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By watching someone else get burned
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Hey, here comes Rubberneck
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He never helps but he loves a wreck
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He should close his mouth and drive away
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He'd seize a peek but not the day
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Rubberneck, his luck ran out
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Messed with a truck and lost the bout
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Smolders in a twisted chunk
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While we praise our own and curse his luck
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Hey, here comes Rubberneck
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He never helps but he loves a wreck
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He should close his mouth and drive away
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He'd seize a peek but not the day
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Hey, here comes Rubberneck
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He never helps but he loves a wreck
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He should close his mouth and drive away
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He'd seize a peek but not the day
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Rubberneck
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| Blues Traveler |
