Carbon copy of myself,
Like two o'clock struck on a bell,
Who could tell?
Duplication

I'd be Heaven, he'd be Hell,
Give him the worst of me as well
I'd send myself
On vacation

ooo, child
Here he comes
He's got a gun
And no discretion

He keeps a run for cover list,
Not a person will be missed
Violence is
His occupation

My carbon copy looks like me,
I'll be far across the sea
I'll get some sun,
And recreation

ooo child
Here he comes
He's got a gun
And ooo child
Here he comes
You better run
In my direction

If by chance, you should see me on the street,
Keep your head down low, and your conversation sweet
You better show me some uncommon courtesy
You're gonna have to deal with him if you should fuck around with...

ooo child
Here he comes
He's got a gun
And ooo child
Here he comes
You better run
In my direction


Lyrics submitted by MechanicalYeti

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