Carbon Copy

Carbon copy of myself
Like 2 o'clock struck on a bell
Who could tell?
Duplication

I'd be heaven, he'd be hell
Give him the worst of me as well
I'd send myself
On vacation

Watch out
Here he comes
He's got a gun
And no discretion

He keeps a run for cover list
Not a person will be missed
Violence is
His occupation

My carbon copy looks like me
I'll be far across the sea
I'll get some sun
And recreation

Watch out
Here he comes
He's got a gun
And ooooo
Watch out
Here he comes
You'd better run
In my direction

If by chance, you should see me on the street
Keep your head down low and your conversation sweet
You'd better show me some uncommon courtesy
You're gonna have to deal with him if you should fuck around with...

Watch out
Here he comes
He's got a gun
And oooo
Watch out
Here he comes
You'd better run
In my direction