INTRO (Spoken)

Now without any further ado I'm gonna do a little soft shoe and a little boogaloo. For you. 
If you want me to. I will. WILL.


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There was this kid named Syd and he was born 
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Maybe the doctor hit him a little too hard 
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He just seemed to have gotten off to a bad start 
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Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 

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Big brothers and big sisters 'came lots of attention 
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But Syd was a hyperactive kid 
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He just never seemed able to sit still 
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Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 
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Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed 
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Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed

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Unlike the other kids on his block 
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Syd never learned how to walk 
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He just ran around acting nervous 
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Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 


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He sat in school in detention 
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Drawing funny pictures on the wall 
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Not a moment of peace did Syd ever find 
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Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 
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Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed 
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Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 

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Now when Syd discovered masturbation 
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He just couldn't keep a good thing down 

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But it didn't help much his condition 
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Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 


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Syd signed up for the army 
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'Cause he got tired of working in the pottery 
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And they sent him over to a foreign country 
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Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 


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Syd met this girl in East Germany
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And she invited him up to her room for some tea 
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Then she pulled out a gun and took his money
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Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 

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She shot Syd through the head 
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And Syd died and went to hell 
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And he burned and he burned and he yelled 
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"I never been relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed" 

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Now the Devil said "This ain't fair 
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'Cause people who come here have had their share of comfort" 
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So he sat Syd in a reclining chair
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But it was an electric chair
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Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed
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Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed