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I can never place the name with the face. I can never place the name with the face. Don't touch me, don't touch me up, Do the tease by the numbers. It's not much, but I'm going under It's not much, but I'm going under It's not much, but I'm going under Liar Liar, everything's on fire So I don't want to hear how you crossed the wire. Don't touch me, don't touch me up Watch I'll take it to the river. You'll come too, little Indian giver You'll come too, little Indian giver You'll come too, little Indian giver So give us the keys, now. We'll burn this hall of justice down. Around the ankles or just to the ground Hats off to the city fathers, they're no longer a hundred feet tall. They're no longer, no longer We're just here another hundred feet stronger From Letras Mania