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In broad daylight, your clean cut town 
Has turned into a hunting ground 
And Mama don't need no crystal ball 
To see the weight, that's coming down 
25 hours a day, 25 hours a day 
In the heart of night, it howls for more 
The beast that prowls, the killing floor 
And Mama don't need to read the cards 
To tell you times are gettin' hard 
25 hours a day, 25 hours a day 

You've seen it before 
It's been done to you 
In another life, it spells taboo 
Mama calls it 
Mama calls it: Dйjа voodoo 

When sweet turns to bitter, and not before 
When wolves come scratchin', at your door 
That's when mama's tea cup prophecy 
Will tell you how it's gonna be 
25 hours a day, 25 hours a day 
Tomorrow rips up your yesterday 
While it stars in your old passion play 
And mama can hear the spirit's song 
Singing in her head all night long 
25 hours a day, 25 hours a day

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