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Justify Rebellion

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Act The Fool Lyrics - Justify Rebellion

Once upon a time in this city 

I head about a crime it was witty 

A young soul dressed to kill the nose round and red 

He spooked the wrong valet and was later found dead 

 

And behind the mask they found a fella 

He'd lived all his life in a cellar 

The daytime was dark and so was his kind of fun 

He took on an outfit, got shot by a gun 

 

La-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la 

 

You'll stab yourself from behind 

help is nowhere to find, now your bones are let to rest 

Clock's running out, let the clown hit the town 

This has come to be your final jest 

 

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Once upon a time in this town 

People were afraid of the clown 

A buzzing chainsaw in the hand 

Sometimes there was a knife 

The nightmares are loose, so run for your life 

 

La-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la 

 

You'll stab yourself from behind 

help is nowhere to find, now your bones are let to rest 

Clock's running out, let the clowns hit the town 

This has come to be your final jest 

 

You, will dig your own grave 

I, will make you my slave 

live, a life as a dead 

Die, a gun to my head 

 

The white is as grey as the black, train has gone of the track, no mercy for your soul 

The die has been cast, your chances have passed 

This was the tale of the troll 

 

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You'll stab yourself from behind 

help is nowhere to find, now your bones are let to rest 

Clock's running out, let the clowns hit the town 

This has come to be your final jest 

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