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It's easy to say when it's far from my view
From the night and the day
Something never plays through
It's easy to say but it's harder to do
That all of these lies are only partially true
Let get drunk and talk for eons
Verbally re-route the course we'd be on
Never find a man but just keep on soaking up the tenants from the dark salon
I'll do this and i'll do that
We'll move over there i'll show you the stats
Take this aspect and flip on end
Sample this percussion, time stretch and bend it
Cause time lets a man ponder and consider
conjure and configure the sums and the position
It's all bubblegum and chicken, ballzack ignition
Talk crap forever but you never really listen
Folk smoke dope but artistically invision
Folk can't cope and watch television
At the cost of how they're living in a box-like prison
Act now freaky mumma because it's all beneficient
Repeat chorus x 2
These days I'm up I'm looking for a brand new thing
It's a brand new beginning and
I get stuck head and my head trips, head held high
But it's hard in these times we are living in
I need aspirin, Nurofen, medicine
some kind of anything to take the edge off
Kids throw your hands up high in the sky
If you've looked at the world
And you've felt a little ripped off
Cause the blind still lead the blind
With these empty words from empty lines
And it makes headlines in the 6 o'clock news
And we all know the words to the new pop tunes so
Sing a melody, remember the memory
Make more out of every dependable remedy
and (fuck that)
Talk straight not just for talk's sake
Cause I need a little honesty now for God's sake
For all the ladies out there
I never meant to
Give you mushrooms girl
I never meant to
Bring you to my world
And now you're lyin'
In the corner, cryin'
{Yea, woo, yea, woo
No idea
Yea, woo, yea
He don't remember, how it got there
It had a number, written on his forearm
It spelled disaster
All hoping, all hoping for dancing
He was looking, and looking stunning
His clothes reflected light, all right
She sat, she sat in the backseat
The car was plush but had no heat
And no not no one was blushing
Their technique was so damn right
All right, and!
He read the note in the black light
He thought he read minds and was not right
That line still made him seem charming
I don't care that flowers grow for you,
And me, and me
You don't know what love is till you see,
Her standing there
A web of skin and nails and hair
A web of skin and nails and hair
And bones and bones,
And thorns
Rushing in, out her hair
You think you are alive, but you are dead
You keep, on driving in your car asleep
I'm driving in your car
I dont know why flowers grow in winter time
The sky turns gray the sun don't shine
And people rush to be on time
For warmth they wrap them selves in woolen cloaks
And hats and scarves
Like larva in their incubators
And drive and drive
And drive and drive and drive
I am the one, Orgasmatron, the outstretched grasping hand
My image is of agony, my servants rape the land
Obsequious and arrogant, clandestine and vain
Two thousand years of misery, of torture in my name
Hypocrisy made paramount, paranoia the law
My name is called religion, sadistic, sacred whore.
I twist the truth, I rule the world, my crown is called
deceit
I am the emperor of lies, you grovel at my feet
I rob you and I slaughter you, your downfall is my gain
And still you play the sycophant and revel in you pain
And all my promises are lies, all my love is hate
I am the politician, and I decide your fate
I march before a martyred world, an army for the fight
I speak of great heroic days, of victory and might
I hold a banner drenched in blood, I urge you to be brave
I lead you to your destiny, I lead you to your grave
Your bones will build my palaces, your eyes will stud my
crown
For I am Mars, the god of war, and I will cut you down.
Sweet caress and tender mouth
Kissed her breast and then he found, he found
Forty days and forty nights, before this day
Said that she would always be the man, until she found herself
You can't stop her now
Peace within, or has she seen?
(And you know she will find out) she's gonna find
(She's not too far behind)
Searching for the sheering heat
Broke the glass, and stole the fate that she didn't earn
For the dress she wore that night, to find her there, she found herself
If he could see his way to daylight
You can't stop her now
(Speak softer love, in my love)