BLACKMAILMAN
(Marco)
Give me your money and
Give me your innocence
Give me your cellphone and your car
And if you tell your friends
You'll feel the consequences
And I will tell your mum
Beacause I am
The Blackmailman
Give me your new TV
Now it belongs to me
Give me all your toys
Unless you want a dead
Horse head inside your bed
Come on, you have no choice
Beecause I am
The Blackmailman
But to be honest with you
About the stuff that I do
I do the stuff to survive
Honesty is my Kryptonite
I come from outer space
To kill the human race
And I think I'll start with you
Aw... come on, don't be sad
Because the life you had
Was nothing but a stew
I am
An Alien
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