Bring On The Clones lyrics

A bed so soft who would have known
She`d give birth to a hooligan
I`m out of time but don`t count me in
another brain dead mannequin

The sad thing`s you don`t know
I hoped you`d choke to death on that wishbone
but there you go

BRING ON THE CLONES

The little prince from Malibu
He wants to tell us what to do
We`re out of touch but don`t count us in
Another brain dead manikin

The sad thing`s you don`t know...

BRING ON THE CLONES

It`s the saddest thing you`ve never known
I hope you fall out of your high window
There you go

BRING ON THE CLONES
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