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 $#&@ 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