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Mr. Bronson
Behind the mask, there lies a face
Which no one can, or dares, to face
It's cold and faint, and he won't show,
Just how much further you will go.
And now he's here... and now he'll take you by surprise.
He won't share... or ever question your demise.
Superman is in my head, he knows the way.
But Mr. Bronson wants me dead.
When light distorts the way you view,
the little things that make you, you.
The needle burns, a cold wind blows,
You're spinning, you don't even know.
And now he's there... and now you've cashed your life for fame.
No piece of mind...you never had it anyway.
(ever changing scat-blurb)
You never had it anyway.............
-Music - J. Woods, B. Pysz
- words - S. Barto
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