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With a wink and a nod we're all giving favors four pink pale boys in an accountants hand.. |
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Examples must be made |
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This planet must be retained |
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We're all little men here with a choice to |
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Kill all my hunger |
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Three minutes and thirty seconds |
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Kill all my hunger |
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Three minutes and thirty seconds |
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At the top of the world |
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We're all just the bottom line |
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Someones been shook red handed |
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Dead float center and the shit "hip" parade |
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Beware beware beware |
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Wow and its bland to be part of the future |
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A box on your phony kings |
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And on that night in slumber you dream of electric sheep |
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Kill all my hunger |
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Three minutes and thirty seconds |
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Kill all my hunger |
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Three minutes and thirty seconds |
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At the top of the world |
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They're all just the bottom line |
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In the parish with the hands and the shakes |
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Our body is longing for the exoskeleton |
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The filth they said |
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Is the filth im dragging my belly through |
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In the parish with the hands and the shakes |
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Our body is longing for the exoskeleton |
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The filth they said |
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Is the filth im dragging my belly through |
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And the beat is drowned out |
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And our own fucking sound |
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And the teenage brigade has opinions |
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And I cant get respect cause im not at the bar |
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And the teenage brigade has opinions |
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But its weak and its bleak and they're all "capping" me |
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With the cold and the blood trying to stip me |
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And I cant get respect cause im not at the bar |
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And the teenage brigade has opinions |
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So turn your hand for a new day with you at the bottom of a rabbits hole |
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And we all sound like this |
