• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Carbon Copy - Sister Machine Gun
• Carbon Copy - Nuts Can Surf
• Carbon Copy - Shaan
• Carbon Copy - Urban Dance Squad

I'm sick of all this fooling around
And I haven't had much to do
It's nothing to worry about
Just a borderline case of manic depression
I follow the same old line that I always have
It don't work anymore
I realize that the joke's on me, but I don't know why
Could you turn those lights down?
I know that I am just a carbon copy man
And there isn't anything I understand
I know that I am just a carbon copy man
And I'm doing everything I think I can
Everybody is out to get me
I can tell by the way they look at me
Just a glance from the back of the eye
Going straight to the middle of what I'm feeling
Did I mention the only time I'm by myself
Is when I'm not alone now?
Realizing that I've been had, but I don't know how
Could you bring me another one?
I believe in the benefit of doubt
Well, I think, but I'm not so sure anymore
I never had to protect myself
From the sticks and the stones and the slings and the arrows
Did I mention the only time I feel safe
Is when you're not with me?
Realizing that I just do not care anymore

saturday night on the town
that's the night i'm gettin' down
with my boogey-oogey shoes
on the move, i'm gettin' loose
everyone I know wants to be the same,
everyone I know acts so lame.
everyone I meet wants to be a freak,
everyone I know, everyone I see.
Pick me up, I'm feelin' down.
Water's red & turnin' brown.
Brown's the color of the sky.
gettin' high so I can fly.
everyone I know acts so the same,
every song I hear has the same refrain.
everyone I meet wants to be a freak,
everyone I know, everyone I see.

Maa Ne Muhje Samjhaya Tha Photo Tumhara Dikhlaya Tha
Jaana Maine Jaana Tumko Pehchaana
Tumse Mera Rishta Jaane Kitna Hai Purana
Nahin Fax Nahin Xerox Nahin Telex Ya Computer Ki Floppy
Nahin Fax Nahin Xerox Nahin Telex Ya Computer Ki Floppy
Main To Mere Papa Ki Carbon Copy Carbon Copy
Nahin Fax Nahin Xerox Nahin Telex Ya Computer Ki Floppy
Main To Mere Papa Ki Carbon Copy Carbon Copy
Nahin Fax Nahin Xerox Nahin Telex Ya Computer Ki Floppy
Nehla Hoon Tum To Main Dehla Hoon
Mauka Hoon Sambhal Jaao Kehta Hoon
Riste Ki Lihaz Main Karta Hoon
Aisa Na Samajhna Ki Darta Hoon
Jaayegi Baat Ab Court Mein
Tole Na Tum Mujhe Note Mein
Samjho Papa Pyaare Mere Yeh Ishaare
Varna Dikhaaonga Main Din Mein Tum Ko Taare
Nahin Fax Nahin Xerox Nahin Telex Ya Computer Ki Floppy
Main To Mere Papa Ki Carbon Copy Carbon Copy
Nahin Fax Nahin Xerox Nahin Telex Ya Computer Ki Floppy
Zid Pe Jo Main Ad Jaaonga Neende Ko Haram Kar Jaaonga
Duniya Mein Band Main Bajaoonga Tu Hai Mera Baap Yeh Bataunga
Hai Kaanch Ka Yeh Tera Mahal Patthar Na Lag Jaaye Ab Tu Sambhal
Aankhon Se Main Kajal Churake Le Jaaonga
Tum Jo Na Maane To Jeena Mushkil Kar Jaaonga
Nahin Fax Nahin Xerox Nahin Telex Ya Computer Ki Floppy
Main To Mere Papa Ki Carbon Copy Carbon Copy
Nahin Fax Nahin Xerox Nahin Telex Ya Computer Ki Floppy
Main To Mere Papa Ki Carbon Copy Carbon Copy
Nahin Fax Nahin Xerox Nahin Telex Ya Computer Ki Floppy

Mic checka checker, never hack a
story-observin'-time this time I ain't the wrecker
of brainpan, veins and there's a gameplan
grind teeth, in a small timespan
population, real frustration - ready to bug
no formation, it's really hard against streettugs
so the blocks shock with rock, different from a jvc box
another sick dance over some designer drug
boys to men in caps baggies hoodies
eyes of destruction, now could you look moody?
day and nighttime, they prowl like a nightowl
dispatchin' more tactics than my man colin powell
they dodge, hush, rush without a blush
cat and mouse with five-o that holds a grudge
and it's like that
On the candystrip
candy's gold out of hands
gotta note thank you man
on the candystrip
people stroll in a trance
understand with one glance
on the candystrip
instant build-up ain't clean
not far from a dream
on the candystrip
Man, man, man, man
I must say I'm touched
when you dilyy-dally 'round the methadon bus
the soul with the same hole as their pockets
here's the supply guy, don't need no ducats
and off to the famous spot
be a leech for the twat ownes a lot
had a blast - that can no longer last
build up fast in the moments of rash
had a bash for the cash 'n purse that you snatched
take cardboard tatch, build a home to rest
shame in a game when the eye's upon you
a tramp in the land, but the world went wrong too
turned psycho-paranoid, it's the world you dodge