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Had an out of
Body experience
The other day
Her name was Jesus
And for her everyone cried
Everyone cried
Everyone cried
Try her philosophy
Try her philosophy
Try her philosophy, try
You die for her philosophy
Die for her philosophy
Die her philosophy die
Crossed and terrored
Ravages of architecture
Lend me thy blades
We're crossed and terrored
Ravages of architecture
Hoist around the spade
Try her philosophy
Try her philosophy
Try her philosophy, try
You die for her philosophy
Die for her philosophy
Die her philosophy die
Die, die, die, why
Lie naked on the floor
And let the messiah
Go through our souls
Lie naked on the floor
And let the messiah
Go all through our souls
Die, like a motherfucker
Die, like a motherfucker
Die, like a…
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I'll incited a mob and knock down the gates
Unless that asshole gets to it first
'Cause all my cries have been falling on deaf ears
So I guess I'll try made up ones instead
And oh god I hope I am wrong
Cause if I'm not then this world fucking sucks
And I'll think all my thoughts
And I'll twiddle my thumbs
And wait for the end to appear
'Cause what's it all matter
When you're rotting in a grave?
The fights you fought
And even the ones you've won?
And oh god I hope I am wrong
Cause if I'm not then this world fucking sucks
And oh god I hope I am wrong
Cause if I'm not then this world fucking sucks
Cause if I'm not then this world fucking sucks
Cause if I'm not then this world fucking sucks
But i know I'm not so I guess that we're fucked
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Laid (James)
02:19
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This bed is on fire with passionate love
The neighbors complain about the noises above
But she only comes when she's on top
The therapist said not to see you no more
She said you're like a disease without any cure
She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore, oh no
Ah you think you're so pretty
Caught your hand inside the till
Slammed your fingers in the door
Fought with kitchen knives and skewers
Dressed me up in women's clothes
Messed around with gender roles
Line my eyes and call me pretty
Moved out of the house so you moved next door
I locked you out you cut a hole in the wall
I found you sleeping next to me I thought I was alone
You're driving me crazy when are you coming home
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No, there's nothing wrong with me
You try to draw the line as to how it must be
You can't stand it when you lose it all
Locking us up for your own mind control
Is there something in your brain
You change your mind again and again
You're using people for personal fun
Looking for someone's life to ruin
Party Political Bullshit, Bullshit!
Left wing, right wing on the radio
Left wing, right wing go, go, go
You're telling us that you're the best
But you're no better than all the rest
For years and years you've been telling us lies
But we never realized
Political Bullshit on your screen
Political Bullshit in the magazines
Party Political Bullshit, Bullshit!
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A friend came up to me
And she said "Why's it always gotta be
Just a sad, sad song
Someone's falling apart
It's always not enough money and too much heart."
And right away I could see
That's sometimes how it seemed
And I don't wanna be a bitch
And I don't wanna just hate on rich folks
Though that's
Kind of how we have our fun
Still just for her
This is a positive one
I like the bill of rights and I like to ride my bicycle
And everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Yeah everybody gets their little piece of the pie
I like to go that extra mile to turn your frown into a smile
And everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Yeah everybody gets their little piece of the pie
I enjoy speaking my mind
And blaring records late at night
And everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Yeah everybody gets their little piece of the pie
I just wanna drink some whiskey
And hang with good company
And everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Yeah everybody gets their little piece of the pie
For the rest of our lives
We'll probably work for someone else
So for tonight
We are having a party
Here's to Montrose beach and Chicago public library
And everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Yeah everybody gets their little piece of the pie
I like not having to worry about rationed electricity
And everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Yeah everybody gets their little piece of the pie
And access to uncensored news, cheap booze, OH AMERICA!
And everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Yeah everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Simple pleasures in
Simple pleasures in America
Simple pleasures in America
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Frankensense Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Hardcore punk from a dingy basement in Port Richmond. The product of a human created monster subjected to copious amounts of sound waves.
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