Cause for Concern

So what's it to you?
 You're down another eight-ball
 I haven't even got a cue
 
 And you look dreadful
 When you jump to what you'll resort to
 Singing, "chance, we ain't gonna hurt you"
 When there's fuck-all else to do
 You could eat the foam from the headrest
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 You could knock the wind out of my breath
 You could kick the teeth into my head
 There's no cause for concern
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 So what's it to you?
 You're down another eight-ball
 I haven't even got a cue
 ♪
 And you look dreadful
 When you jump to what you'll resort to
 Singing, "chance, we ain't gonna hurt you"
 When there's fuck-all else to do
 You could eat the foam from the headrest
 (I said there's no cause for-)
 You could knock the wind out of my breath
 (I said there's no cause for-)
 And you could kick the teeth into my head
 Still, there's no cause for concern
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 We ain't gonna hurt you
 We ain't gonna hurt you
 We ain't gonna hurt you
 'Cause when there's fuck-all else to do
 We could eat the foam from the headrest
 (I said there's no cause for-)
 You could suck the wind out of my breath
 (I said there's no cause for-)
 And you could kiss the teeth into my head
 And still, there's no cause for concern
 I said there's no cause for concern