| I dance around this empty house
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| Tear us down, throw you out
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| Screamin down the hall
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| Spinnin all around and now we fall
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| Pictures framing up the past
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| Your taunting smirk behind the glass
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| This museum, full of ash
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| Once a tickle, now a rash
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| This used to be a funhouse
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| But now it’s full of evil clowns
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| It’s time to start the countdown
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| I’m gonna burn it down, down, down
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| I’m gonna burn it down
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| Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, fun
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| Echoes knocking on locked doors
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| All the laughter from before
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| I’d rather live out on the street
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| Than in this haunted memory
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| I’ve called the movers, called the maids
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| We’ll try to exorcise this place
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| Drag my mattress to the yard
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| Crumble, tumble, house of cards
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| This used to be a funhouse
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| But now it’s full of evil clowns
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| It’s time to start the countdown
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| I’m gonna burn it down, down, down
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| This used to be a funhouse
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| But now it’s full of evil clowns
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| It’s time to start the countdown
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| I’m gonna burn it down, down, down
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| I’m gonna burn it down
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| Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, fun
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| I’m crawling through the doggy door
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| My key don’t fit my lock no more
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| I’ll change the drapes
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| I’ll break the plates
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| I’ll find a new place
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| Burn this fucker down
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| Dododododododo
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| Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
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| This used to be a funhouse
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| But now it’s full of evil clowns
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| It’s time to start the countdown
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| I’m gonna burn it down, down, down
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| This used to be a funhouse
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| But now it’s full of evil clowns
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| It’s time to start the countdown
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| I’m gonna burn it down, down, down
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| I’m gonna burn it down
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| Compositor: P! |
| nk / Tony Kanal / Jimmy Harry / Pink |