Original lyrics

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Tied to the tracks And the trains just coming Strapped to the wing With the engine running You say that this wasn't in your plan Don't mess around with the demolition man I'm a walking nightmare An arsenal of doom I kill conversations as I walk into the room I'm a three line whip I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster boy Tied to a chair And the bomb is ticking The situation is not of your picking You say that this wasn't in your plan Don't mess around with the demolition man I'm a walking nightmare An arsenal of doom I kill conversations as I walk into the room I'm a three line whip I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster boy Tied to the tracks And the trains just coming Strapped to the wing With the engine running You say that this wasn't in your plan Don't mess around with the demolition man I'm a walking nightmare An arsenal of doom I kill conversations as I walk into the room I'm a three line whip I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster boy I'm a walking nightmare I kill conversations I kill conversations I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster boy