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I'Ll Be On My Guard

I woke up this mornin' and got stung by a bee Why is everybody always pickin' on me? The glaciers are melting and the core's cooling down – Everybody seems to wanna push me around I found destruction on the path of least insistence I found riddles at the Oracle – too hard But when the party's on, I'll be on my best behavior And when World War Three comes, I'll be on my guard I looked in the fortune cookie and what did it say? "You're so full of yourself that you're in the way. The sun may fall down or the clouds might part, But baby, it's you who's gonna take it all apart." I found destruction on the path of least insistence I found riddles at the Oracle – too hard But when the party's on, I'll be on my best behavior And when World War Three comes, I'll be on my guard I'll be on my guard And guard the palace of the Queen I'll be marching back and forth And I'll be living out the dream I'll be a sentry at the gate And I'll be asking for the code Ain't no trouble gonna get past With me parked on this road I looked in my wardrobe for my usual suit All's I found was my bayonet and things from my youth Gotta put on your uniform and join the parade Gotta walk in the sun or else you'll burn in the shade I found destruction….

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