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Please can you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

When I am king, you will be first against the wall
(with) your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking, squealing gucci little piggy
You don't remember
You don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head, man
Off with his head, man
Why don't you remember my name? I guess he does...

Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me

That's it sir
You're leaving
The crackle of pigskin
The dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit
The panic, the vomit
God loves his children, God loves his children, yeah!
Please can you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest   From all the unborn chicken voices in my head   What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)   What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)      When I am king, you will be first against the wall   (with) your opinion which is of no consequence at all   What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)   What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)      Ambition makes you look pretty ugly   Kicking, squealing gucci little piggy   You don't remember   You don't remember   Why don't you remember my name?   Off with his head, man   Off with his head, man   Why don't you remember my name? I guess he does...      Rain down, rain down   Come on rain down on me   From a great height   From a great height... height...   Rain down, rain down   Come on rain down on me   From a great height   From a great height... height...   Rain down, rain down   Come on rain down on me      That's it sir   You're leaving   The crackle of pigskin   The dust and the screaming   The yuppies networking   The panic, the vomit   The panic, the vomit   God loves his children, God loves his children, yeah!