The Bioshock Song

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Intro
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Won’tcha come on down to Rapture?
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Jam a needle in your arm,
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It will slowly corrode your genetical code
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But it’s all part of the charm.
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So you’re a gross abomination?
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But in time you’re gonna be...
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So glad ya came on down to the best little town,
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At the bottom of the deep blue sea!
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Hop in a bathysphere, take in the atmosphere,
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It's like New York, but with more fish.
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This unholy demon spawn looks like Joan Rivers in the morning,
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But down here she's quite a dish
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Aquatic nightmare drones are known to freely roam with
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Little sisters who require their help,
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I mean to tell you plainly mister, if that thing there was my sister,
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I'd believe I'd disown myself, mahhh!
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So you're stuck awhile in Rapture,
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And politically it's ...tense?
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Libertarians scream, it's an Ayn Rand wet dream,
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And brother I mean soakin', I’m not even jokin’,
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Don'tcha know the locals love the lifestyle,
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Watch 'em scale the walls with glee!
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They're glad they came on down to best little town,
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At the bottom of the deep blue sea.
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Try out the U-invent, it doesn't cost a cent,
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You're gonna love to mix and match.
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Just steal some glue from evil red guy,
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And a screw from smelly dead guy,
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And you've made some crap from scratch.
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And there's this Atlas Joe, right on your radio,
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And he'll give you helpful hints and such,
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I bet you'll do his bidding blindly if he utters "would you kindly," but-
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Ohhhh ...I've said too much...
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So you get a bit of story,
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And a horrid killing spree!
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Because you came on down to best little town,
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You're tryin' not to drown in this creepy town,
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It really takes the crown though it's the only town
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At the bottom of the deep blue sea,
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Forget Atlantis, it's the best little town at the bottom of the deep blue...
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Somewhere beyond the sea, they spell it
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R-A-P-T-U-R-E.