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The tedium comes
washes over us all quite nicely
the tune of the drums
introspective ,into space he
rockets around
to a galaxy not far away now
we'll never be found
we could be lost on these shores forever
Are we deranged?
are we living with stupidity now?
We're always amazed
when the end was so unexpected
no panicking please
it's a free country I'm led to believe
the harder they squeeze
the more we revolt in our anger
Have fun every day
live every day like it's one of your best days
And have a good time
all the time, all the time and all the time
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Broken Dream.
03:18
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Every day I spend my time
Drinkin' wine, feelin' fine
Waitin' here to find the sign
That I can understand - yes I am
In the days between the hours
Ivory towers, bloody flowers
Push their heads into the air
I don't care if I ever know - there I go
Don't push your love too far
Your wounds won't leave a scar
Right now is where you are
In a broken dream
Did someone bow their head?
Did someone break the bread?
Good people are in bed
Before nine o'clock
On the pad before my eyes
Paper cries, tellin' lies
The promises you gave
from the grave of a broken heart
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I heard the sound as my feet hit the ground
now I'm walking on wood like i knew should
i should be taken in hand by the girl with no plans
if she behaves we can feed and our chances increase
we felt a grip from a rancid ship
the horror came from his open brain
we're proud of these, lost tyrannies
so we can slip out again and put our feet in the drain
Killer teens in New Orleans
When Jilly was told she was six years old
she had fun with the pliers ,snipping the wires
better take out her teeth and throw them in the reef
now the family cowers at her satanic powers
she's eating hair it's everywhere
the eyes afraid and the skin is grey
we'd better let her rest, her transmission set
in a state of haze they can correct her ways
Killer teens in New Orleans
So we will take to the rooves again
we can steal the pride from our worn out friends
you can torch his hat and then laugh at the act
and burn the rim of his festering skin
in a communion all, religious brawl
about murdering peers in their later years
they make you bleed for the things you don't need
like acid showers. nuclear power
as the master rests upon my chest ,go get your violin and we can start to sin
as the reverends freeze, a diocese
like a sanctuary for the home of disease
You can band your head, bang your head to this
Killer teens in New Orleans
And now we stare at the doors at the windows and floors
tremble again as the horse hits the vein
we're reading loot on the end of my boot
as another one fries as the rope is to tight
relax don't pay the tax, we've got nothing to lose if we can live as we choose
it's such a waste ,when your pregnant and safe
rise above your station with (radiation)
Contagious ,waitress tips as we shuffle around on Sabrina's hips
the hour glass, we're feeling rajjed ,
drinking mescalin from the bad girls skin
more sickness signs, another crime
be homogonous in your hormone truss
is this a dream or the TV screen ,can i kill the teens in New Orleans
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Bring Me back some Weed.
04:06
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Now the scene has gone
no-one heard my song
it chokes me when you cry
holding on to stolen files
bring me back some weed
I'm never without my strain of confusion
rain it bothers me
show me again just how to surrender
Now the sun has shone
we're gone but not for long
from your ivory towers
laughing at their state of confusion
give them back their lives
take them away from a life of destruction
make the kids some slides
find some peace and find a solution
I can see beyond the horizon
i see things no-one can see
bring me hope or bring me confusion
your out in space it seems
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Bass how low can you go
you can go so low you go retro
bass how low can you go
you can watch the world turn dayglo
bass how low can you go
you can go so low you go disco
bass how low can you go
And so we're back and it's been a while
we're back mother fucker ,we're back in style
so danse around like Patrick Swazi
everything's groovy baby
dance around hands in the air and bang your head like you don't care
dance around like your on strictly
your reality is your TV
Bass...........
In that time so much has changed
we've lost some friends, it wont be the same
like Bowie, Lemmy, Chris Cornell,
Pete Shelly, Beastie boys as well
so here's to them that touch of class
to all our heroes raise a glass
for Janice ,Prince and Flinty to your in our hearts
we wont forget you
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