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When the leader of the bad guys sang
Something soft and soaked in pain
I heard the echo from his secret hideaway 

He must have forgot to close his door, as he cranked out those dismal chords, and his four walls declared him insane When the leader of the bad guys sang Something soft and soaked in pain I heard the echo from his secret hideaway He must have forgot to close his door, as he cranked out those dismal chords, and his four walls declared him insane
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