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Текст песни Ookla The Mok - Stranger In The Mirror

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It was time to make the doughnuts it was very very earlyIt was 2:37 in the afternoonI turned off my alarm clock and I stumbled over severalPizza boxes and my girlfriend on the way to the bathroomWhile I waiting for the fluorescent lightsTo flicker on I thought I saw in the dark...Something was up and I couldn`t tell whatBut my mind got the sign there was something to seeSo I shut my eyes to squeeze the imageOut of the back of my head but I missed my markThe lights were on now and I couldn`t ignoreThere was a stranger in the mirror and he was staring at meCHORUS:Don`t get me wrongI`m not talking about some kind of figurative stranger hereNo existential bullshit from Camus or Billy JoelI`m not saying I didn`t recognize myself in the mirrorOr that I didn`t like the kind of person I sawNo I`m talking about an actual literal kind of stranger hereLike the villain in issue 104 of the FlashThere was no question this was not your everyday reflectionThis was some middle aged balding Jewish guy and he had a moustacheThere`s a stranger in my mirror there`s a new face on the wallAfter that Newcastle incident I thought that I`d seen it allThings like this are always happening to meWell I stood there looking stupid in my twenty-dollar bathrobeWith my Indicator toothbrush sticking in between my teethMy eyes just opened wider when I looked back in the mirrorAnd saw the stranger with his toothbrush staring back in disbeliefThen I ran my finger down the length of the mirrorTo see if the stranger would follow my leadOur actions were in perfect synchAnd I wondered just exactly who was in controlSo I grabbed my girlfriend`s Lady Bic razorAnd ran it down the length of my face to see if he would bleedBlood was flowing from both of our cheeksBut I couldn`t tell whose blood was in my shaving bowlCHORUSI am young enough to be this old bald fat guy`s sonI`ve never even met an Arab and I don`t even own a gunThings like this are always happening to meThere was that time when the shopping mall devoured my Aunt SueAnd when my pet canary turned to stone I didn`t know what to doI scolded my basilisk from behind my mirrored shieldThat was the same week Adrian Veidt removed my intrinsic fieldI had nothing to loseSo I played the lotteryIt was run by Shirley JacksonI said, "Put down those stones,"Somebody dropped my canaryI had a friend in a conventNergal said, "Get thee to a nunnery."And another friend who stuttered and quoted LovecraftI had a girl in New York CityThey were all killed by the InvuncheOr the time when I awoke from unsettling dreamstransformed in my bed into a monstrous verminAnd those three days each August when my shadowis replaced by that of Ethel MermanI`d love to tell these stories and I`m sure you like to hearBut right now I`ve got to face this stranger in my mirrorWell it was all quite interesting to have my doppelgangerBut it was getting boring and I had to use the looSo I leaned into the mirror and then I leaned a little closerAnd then I leaned a little closer still and quietly said, "Boo!"Well the stranger grabbed his chest and heaved and wheezed and chokedAnd hemorrhaged and fell on the floorI tried to help him but unfortunately I lacked the ability to phaseThrough solid objects like mirrorsAnd even if I could I don`t know CPRSo I hit the lights and then quietly walked out the doorI could wait til tomorrow to shaveOr maybe I`ll just give it up and grow a beardOr a moustache like the dead guy who`s inside of my mirrorCHORUSThere`s a dead guy in my mirror there`s a dead guy on the floorI hope to God that I won`t see that dead guy anymoreThings like this are always happening to meIf there`s a moral to this storyThen I`d really like to hear what you think it is(Tell me the moral tell me the moralTell me the moral tell me the moral)Like if there`s a stranger in your mirrorAlways know which side of the room is his(That`s not a moral that`s not a moralTell me the moral tell me the moral)How about don`t ever try to shave while under fluorescent lightsYou know that that`s a fact(I was hoping you would say something like"Nothing in this world is ever as it appears")Or don`t go frightening bald fat Jewish guysIf you don`t want them having heart attacksThat`s more like it and I guess that concludesOur overlength adventures with the man in the mirror

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