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Turned 'round 6 o'clock and I'm feeling sleepy I don't have to work on Saturday But I do anyway 'Round the corner right on up to the shop I come creeping, but it don't matter anyway Chorus: 'Cause I know it's just a spell And even so I feel like hell You can say that it's alright But I am wrapped up tight And I can see the forest through the trees I am on my knees I don't know if I am supposed to stay Or I'm supposed to leave it all behind The door the world outside still spins Waiting there behind the door but I won't let it in Not today, not tomorrow, not next week You're just gonna have to pay five bucks to see the geek Chorus Please pay your attention right above the center ring Up in the rafters, 500 feet above the crowd My hair is soaked in kerosene My clothes are wet with gasoline You only get to see this once The human torch is going down Going down, going down, going down
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