Don't Make Me a Target - Spoon
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Don't Make Me a Target Lyrics
Here come the man from the stars
We don't know why he go so far
And keep on marching along
Beating his drumClubs and sticks and bats and balls
For nuclear dicks with the dialect drawls
They come from a parking lot town
Where nothing lives in the sunDon't make me a target
Don't make me a targetWhen you reach back in his mind
Feels like he's breaking the law
There's something back there he got
That nobody knowsHe never claimed to say what he says
He smells like the inside of closets upstairs
The kind where nobody goesDon't make me a target
Don't make me a target
No, don't make me a targetDon't make me a target
Don't make me a target
No, don't make me a targetDon't make me a target
Don't make me a target
No, don't make me a targetDon't make me a target
No, don't make me a target
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