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(Bator/James)I'm the picture of healthI'm called the evil oneWe start a new religionNow the fun's begunGot the sex-beat from the Thunder T'sGot voodo from our starsWe got a deadly weaponWe call it Bri's guitarChorusThere's a method to my madnessIt's something only time will tellThere's a method to my madnessLook inside my hellWhen we got a messageThey try and stop our songSubliminal suggestionsYou learned to play alongOnce I lit a cigaretteThey threw me in a cellI think the hotel's burningI hear those siren's yellChorusSaid we should be nice boysLike all those other wimpsI talk about conspiriciesThen you crack the whip"Well boy, you better shut your mouthYou can't afford to bailNow don't go telling secretsThis record's got to sell"Chorus to fade
(Bator/James)I'm the picture of healthI'm called the evil oneWe start a new religionNow the fun's begunGot the sex-beat from the Thunder T'sGot voodo from our starsWe got a deadly weaponWe call it Bri's guitarChorusThere's a method to my madnessIt's something only time will tellThere's a method to my madnessLook inside my hellWhen we got a messageThey try and stop our songSubliminal suggestionsYou learned to play alongOnce I lit a cigaretteThey threw me in a cellI think the hotel's burningI hear those siren's yellChorusSaid we should be nice boysLike all those other wimpsI talk about conspiriciesThen you crack the whip"Well boy, you better shut your mouthYou can't afford to bailNow don't go telling secretsThis record's got to sell"Chorus to fade
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