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 You feel the knife stuck in your back 
You feel it twist and you hear it crack 
Can't make a sound for the sudden pain 
You wish your blood were novocaine. 
You see the smoke and you feel the flak 
You're burning up and you're turning black 
They say you fell and you hit your head 
Your other bun is whitenbread. 
Vicious rumours, paranoic fears 
Sonic boomers ringing in your ears 
All of this is getting normal now 
You'll never go back to your farming plough 
Vicious rumours. 
You're right at home back at william's flat 
You heard a sound you turned and shot your cat 
Your hands are shaking, everybody sees 
And there's a rhythm drumming in your knees. 
You return into a foreign night 
Inside you know something is just not right 
Sometimes you duck when you see your pet 
Canary turned into a sabre jet. 
Shocked consumer - you're just an average guy 
Swelling tumor pushing on your eye 
And now you know why all the headaches come 
And why you're getting progressively numb 
Vicious rumours. 
I've been denied, debriefed, detuned 
Sometimes I howl right at the moon 
My family treats me gradually 
They know my volatility. 
Vicious rumours, paranoic fears 
Sonic boomers ringing in your ears 
And now I know why all the headaches come 
And why you're getting progressively numb 
Vicious rumours. 
 
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