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 Baby, you have to pay in this way or anotherIn this life or in the next
 For as long as we've known each other
 You've been playing this game with death
 
 One day, you will be tried
 On the execution line
 He'll strap you in, and you will fry
 Like fireworks on the 4th of July
 
 Baby, you have to pay in this way or another
 Whether you can cry or not
 Oh, how sad to face the judgement
 Unprepared to meet your god
 
 He will wear a rubber coat
 Shoot lightning through the vital veins
 They think that you emit the light
 But you only take it in
 
 The man in uniform will come
 And he will stick it in the arm
 You'll scream out for your father
 And in darkness, I pray you will
 Never find him again
 
 Everybody fries in Texas
 
 
		
		
	
 
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