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I like going to the dyke march
Because I like to be surrounded with women.
Marching naked ladies.
We recruit.
We...
When you're walking down the street no one sees a V.I.P,
I.e genius artist of our time
Well I'll be the first on line to say I...
Uh huh.
Got to, wanna, got to, wanna.
Raise your hand. Raise your voice.
Raise your head up from the desk.
Look...
(Intro skit) Don't fuck with me I'm the fuckin manager!
And don't forget your fuckin daily planners.
You better write down...
I don't care you sing such a winner's song.
No I won't respond.
My silence screams ha.ha.
And you can call us wrong...
You hide inside, so not okay
(keep on, keep on livin')
What if you remember more today?
(Keep on, keep on livin')...
Play it so safe to stay on top. Shake it, imitate it, but it still sounds old.
We just can't understand why the man calls it lo-fi....
Pipe down baby, why so fake loud?
You've lied now ten thousand times...it's show business anyhow.
You make me sick, sick,...
We learned this lesson five times fine: fake left, go right, back-stabs read minds!
Taillights shine beautiful, they make halos on...
I got your name and number, you seem kinda surprised.
Maybe it's 'cause I can be, you know, like cold as ice.
In crowded...
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You must not love to hate
You must not take the bait
And learn to hit delete
You'd say the same thing to me
Rent's high
And the war's on
And it's last call
Even your friends look worried
My friends think you're smart
We think you're super-fine
But it's high time
I mean it's high tide
Aka a fine line, inside
Stop smoking those cigarettes, baby
Next time it's your turn to save me
Splash some water on your little face 'cause:
You're a mess, you're a mess, you're a mess!
You must not roll your eyes
You should not often lie
How could you ever say
That your friends won't be there
It's a long walk on a cold night
When you wanna fight
Over some day-old drama
You used to make us laugh
We want the old you back
'cause it's high time
I mean it's high tide
Aka a fine line, inside
Stop smoking those cigarettes, baby
Next time it's your turn to save me
Splash some water on your little face 'cause
You're a mess, you're a mess, you're a mess!
This island where we live without a/c
Is the city where we learn about painting
It was the title of the mix-tape you gave me
Not where we're from but the topic of daydreams
Let's take a tour of the bathrooms you cried in
For break-ups, bad lucks, shock of the lost twins
The horizon's like a ship in flames tonight
You say you just don't know
If you can take this city
Cos the rent's high
And the war's on
And it's last call
Even your friends look worried
My friends all think you're smart
We think you're super-fine
But it's high time
I mean it's high tide
Aka a fine line, inside
Stop smoking those cigarettes, baby
Next time it's your turn to save me
Splash some water on your little face 'cause
You're a mess, you're a mess, you're a mess!
[Thanks to sapa_tchiki@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
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