Candyman on a sunday evening
Paralysed on the way home
Appears to be himself not crazy
Part of him must
Paralysed on the way home
Appears to be himself not crazy
Part of him must
Little man bigger dream big wanker
Trapped by the folk I guess
Neonlight is all he lives on
And loneliness
Fridaynight, friday after daytime
Not everything seems right
A big mans' hand on a small girls' shoulder
Candyman comes again
Little man bigger dream big wanker
Trapped by the folk I guess
Neonlight is all he lives on
And loneliness and hapiness
In this neighbourhood the light's
Deadly shaped for any stranger
And you rage all about till you know how I'm feeling
And you rage all about till you know how I'm feeling
And you rage all about till you know how I'm feeling
And you rage all about till you know how I'm feeling
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