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La la la la (repeat throughout song)
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The lynch mob they hide from the infinite hole
As judge genocide's executioner goes To crucify venus in cinemascope The narcotic preachers are happy High priest the mesmorous, the soul auctioneer Sells scorpion tight-ropes, while surfing on fear His necropolis users, The scourge of the queer He is married to the truth-incinerator There are hands in my pockets Pulling at my spine Eggs bearing insects Hatching in my mind The stones in my shoes get Sharper all the time In the soft sick underbelly In the carcass of these times I fly in my head, leave terminal narcosis A poisoned mind will make you blind Beware of trojan horses A dead head, a blunt needle You've broken your wings You've lost your demon Drop the bomb, spread the virus Marxist priests teach defiance Change through violence There are hands in my pockets Pulling at my spine Eggs bearing insects Hatching in my mind The stones in my shoes get Sharper all the time In the soft sick underbelly In the carcass of these times You've broken your wings, you've lost your demon You've broken your wings, you've lost your demon You've broken your wings, you've lost your demon Demon, demon, demon, demon Demoooon You've broken your wings, you've lost your demon You've broken your wings, you've lost your demon You've broken your wings, you've lost your demon Demon, demon, demon, demon Demoooooon-yeah |
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Aisha
We've only just met And I think you ought to know I'm a murderer Babies need blood I have a portrait on my wall He's a serial killer I thought he wouldn't escape Aisha He got out We live in a cemetary A cold and barren place And science runs through us Making us Gods The rules are all wrong Every perversion is justified The iron people eat dead bodies Anything goes around here I still want to to be human again What am I? What am I? I'm a murderer Aisha I'm confused Aisha I'm vibrating I'm a murderer The Gods all suck |
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You blew it if you try, little sister
You're blowin' it sky high, little sister You killed your brother when you blew his brain You're high on money and your lover's pain An' kiss your mommy with your life again, oh-oh Oh was it a good time? Oh was it a good time? Oh was it a good time? Oh was it a good time? Good time Good time Good time Good time Broken little sister Broken little sister Broken little sister Broken little sister Sister Sister Sister Sister |
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