| Ba ba ba, ba ba sha-doo be-doo
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| Ba ba ba, ba ba sha-doo
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| Guess we’re all in trouble, huh?
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| Black clouds are upon us
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| It’s doomsday on the other side of town
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| That boy survived a severed head
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| When most would just give up for dead
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| So I said: «Albee, don’t get so upset
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| We all get scared of sticking out our necks
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| It’s expected!
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| So panic
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| (Ba ba ba, ba ba sha-doo be-doo)
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| So panic
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| (Ba ba ba, ba ba sha-doo)
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| (C'mon, c’mon)
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| It’s time to lose control!
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| (C'mon, c’mon)
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| Turn off your radio!
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| (C'mon, c’mon)
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| You’re gonna feel alright!
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| (C'mon, cmon)
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| Let’s do the panic tonight!
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| Ba ba ba, ba ba sha-doo be-doo
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| Ba ba ba, ba ba sha-doo
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| This place is turning upside down
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| And shaking all of our change out
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| And Charlotte’s tossing her hair to the hounds
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| But it’s her head they want on the wall
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| Right next to the screeching owl
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| I don’t like this party or the sound
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| Of people walking 'cross you when you’re down
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| And that’s it!
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| So panic
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| (Ba ba ba, ba ba sha-doo be-doo)
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| It’s satanic
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| (Ba ba ba, ba ba sha-doo)
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| (C'mon, c’mon)
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| It’s time to lose control!
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| (C'mon, c’mon)
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| Turn off your radio!
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| (C'mon, c’mon)
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| Yeah, you can bring your friends!
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| (C'mon, cmon)
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| So we all do the panic again!
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| Put your left foot in!
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| Now put your other left foot in!
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| Are you having trouble getting it down?
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| Ba ba ba, ba ba sha-doo be-doo
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| Ba ba ba, ba ba sha-doo
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| (C'mon, c’mon)
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| It’s time to lose control!
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| (C'mon, c’mon)
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| Turn off your radio!
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| (C'mon, c’mon)
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| You’re gonna feel all right!
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| (C'mon, cmon)
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| Let’s do the panic tonight!
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| (C'mon, c’mon)
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| It’s time to lose control!
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| (C'mon, c’mon)
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| Turn off your radio!
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| (C'mon, c’mon)
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| Yeah, you can bring your friends!
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| (C'mon, cmon)
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| So we all do the panic again!
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| Ba ba sha-doo be doo
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| Ba ba ba, ba ba sha-doo
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| Well, come on
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| Ba ba ba, ba ba sha-doo be doo
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| Ba ba ba, ba ba sha-doo |