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And the wise man say
I don't want to hear your voice And the thin man say I don't want to hear your voice And they're cursing me and they won't let me be And there's nothing to say and there's nothing to do Stop whispering start shouting Stop whispering start shouting And the mother say we spit on your son some more And the buildings say we spit on your face some more And the feeling is that there's something wrong Because I can't find the words and I can't find the songs Stop whispering start shouting Stop whispering start shouting Dear Sir I have a complaint Dear Sir I have a complaint Can't remember what it is It doesn't matter anyway Stop whispering Stop whispering Stop whispering Stop whispering Stop Stop |
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Been thinking about you,
the way I cut your hair Your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there But I'm still no one, and you're my star What do you care Been thinking about you, and there's no rest Should I still love you, still see you in bed When I'm playing with myself What do you care when the other men are far, far better All the things you got all the things you need I bought you cigarettes, and pried the company to come and see you, honey I've been thinking about you, so how can you sleep Those people aren't your friends, they're paid to kiss your feet They don't know what I know Why should you care when I'm not there Been thinking about you, and there's no rest Should I still love you, still see you in bed When I'm playing with myself What do you care when I'm not there All the things you got that you'll never need all the things you got I bled and I bleed to please you Been thinking about you - |
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To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Oh Banana co. We really love you and we need you And oh banana co. We'd really love to believe you But everything's underground We gotta dig it up somehow Yeah yeah Oh she said "No go" She said she'd like to She's seen you But no, no go She knows if you die then we all do And everything's underground We've gotta dig it up somehow Yeah yeah Everything's burning down We gotta put it out somehow Yeah yeah |
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Too hard on the brakes again,
What if these brakes just give in? What if they don't get outta the way? What if there's someone overtaking? I'm going out for a little drive, and it could be the last time you see me alive There could be an idiot on the road, The only kick in life is pumping that steel. Lock me up in the back of the trunk, packed with foam and blind drunk. They won't ever take me alive, cause they all drive.. Don't die on the motorway, The moon would freeze, the plants would die, I couldn't cope if you crashed today, All the things I forgot to say, I'm going out for a little drive, and it could be the last time you see me alive, What if that car loses control. What if there's someone overtaking. Wrap me up in the back of the trunk, packed with foam and blind drunk. They won't ever take me alive, cause they all drive... Killer Cars.. yeah.. Hey hey, hey hey, hey hey, hey.. hey.. Wrap me up in the back of a trunk, packed with foam and blind drunk. They won't ever take me alive, cause they all drive... Killer Cars... They all drive... Killer Cars They all driiiive....... Killer Cars |
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You are the sun and moon and stars, are you
And I could never run away from you You try at working out chaotic things And why should I believe myself, not you? It's like the world is going to end so soon And why should I believe myself? You, me and everything caught in the fire I can see me drowning, caught in the fire |
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When you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world And I wish I was special You're so fucking special But I 'm a creep, I 'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here I don't belong here I don't care if it hurts, I want to have control I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul I want you to notice When I'm not around You're so fucking special I wish I was special She's running out again She's running out .... Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so fucking special I wish I was special... But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't belong here. |
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