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Stranded in the mystery zone
Talks to the buzy tone
His guns are cocked
He's ready for demolition
God it's a bloody mess
And I must confess
He's a hair trigger
Waiting for the final solution

And perfect blue, what are you gonna do
Until it rains, don't watch for storms
Don't count your casualties until there's a war

Clutches the crutches of hate
Ticking like a bomb he waits
Trying to hold on to what he came for
Diming on the 9 to 5
Just to keep alive
Soldiers the shadows on his shoulder
Stranded in the mystery zone  Talks to the buzy tone  His guns are cocked  He's ready for demolition  God it's a bloody mess  And I must confess  He's a hair trigger  Waiting for the final solution    And perfect blue, what are you gonna do  Until it rains, don't watch for storms  Don't count your casualties until there's a war    Clutches the crutches of hate  Ticking like a bomb he waits  Trying to hold on to what he came for  Diming on the 9 to 5  Just to keep alive  Soldiers the shadows on his shoulder