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Everybody needs a hand to hold on And a deal to get sold on There's a mad man loose without a doubt And he's calling you out Yeah he's calling you Come on in, its cold outside And we've got room for more Shut the door Going home Going home Going home Everybody wants to kill their brother Put the blame on another Wake up, wake up this house is on fire And we're down to the wire, Yes we're down to it Come on it it's cold outside And we've got room for more Shut the door Going home Going home Going home