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Introdução:
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Down in the graveyard where we have our tryst,
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The air smells sweet, the air smells sick.
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He never smiles, his mouth merely twists,
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The breath in my lungs feels clinging and thick.
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But I know his name, he's called Mister D.
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And one of these days he's gonna set you free.
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Human skulls is hangin' right 'round his neck,
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The palms of my hands is clammy and wet.
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Lord, I was dancin', dancin' dancin' so free,
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Dancin', dancin', dancin' so free.
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Dancin', Lord, keep your hands off me,
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Dancin' with Mister D.,
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With Mr. D.,
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With Mr. D.
Will it be poison, put in my glass,