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I am a pain in your ass And I’m wondering how long it’s gonna last Be my mirror, be my friend Be the workhouse of the energy I twist your arm to spin Every day like a power station You know it isn’t good I know you’re burning too much wood Oh, when you burn out The twisted irony is Your ashes come home to me Come home to me So we take a walk to make some sense And I’m wondering if you fancy my defense But I have pushed you way too far And you say, “Fuck you, little princess Who the hell do you think you are?” Every day like a power station You know it isn’t good You know you’re burning too much wood But I said if you burn out The twisted irony is Your ashes come home to me Come home to me, come home to me Yeah, well, your ashes come home to me Come home to me, come home to me 'Cos no other sucker's gonna have you On the fucking mantelpiece The mantelpiece, the mantelpiece