Songtexte
She
walks
on
the
set,
she
hasn't
done
this
yet
Still
smell
the
cheap
grease
on
her
fingers
Sometimes
the
names
change
but
the
plot's
the
same
She's
alone
in
the
crack
of
her
mirror
Whoa-oh,
hush
little
baby,
don't
say
a
word
It's
not
like
you're
in
to
kill
a
mockingbird
A
stiff
upper
lip
or
whatever
they
say
First
notch
in
the
armor
then
you'll
be
on
your
way,
hey
These
are
the
words
of
the
negotiator
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da,
da-da
My
17th
year
of
sobriety
And
my
16th
year
on
the
set
I
left
suburban
Minnesota
for
a
place
on
Canoga
And
dead
stock
VHS
Whoa-oh,
hush
little
baby,
don't
say
a
word
It
ain't
like
you're
in
to
kill
a
mockingbird
A
stiff
upper
lip
or
whatever
they
say
First
notch
in
the
armor
then
you'll
be
on
your
way,
hey
These
are
the
words
of
the
negotiator
Da-da-da-da-da-da
(woo!)
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Whoa-oh,
hush
little
baby,
don't
say
a
word
It's
not
like
you're
in
to
kill
a
mockingbird
A
stiff
upper
lip
or
whatever
they
say
Whoa-oh,
hush
little
baby,
don't
say
a
word
It's
not
like
you're
in
to
kill
a
mockingbird
Just
take
it
on
the
chin
or
whatever
they
say
Collect
a
thousand
dollars
and
be
on
your
way
These
are
the
words
of
the
negotiator
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