The Stalkers (Glorious Influencers)

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They're on the news, yes they're everywhere
They've even bought the dew in the morning air
And in the mazes and towers of noise
Different voices have just one voice

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Danny took a trip to the silent wood
Lookin' real hip in his leather hood
Still there was noise in the humid air
But when he looked around there was nobody there

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Oakie and the Joe had to call the cop
They were jiving to and fro and they couldn't stop
The music kept on swaying its devil's tale
The voices kept on saying "It's all for sale!"

Now there's no cover and you cannot hide
Cause they're above'ya and they're by your side
They keep on talking to you in your bed
And they'll keep stalking you until you're dead

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Credits
Writer(s): Arne Sven Floryd
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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