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Turbines
02:59
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As he said I wanna go home,
It's not my own,
As his fate was set in stone,
Required inscription,
Just to be isn't enough,
Ego restrains reason,
To whom it may concern,
Turbines.
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2. |
I Had An Error
04:46
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Enter pathogen,
State of disarray,
Flesh kaleidoscope,
Piss it all away,
It's got it's hooks dug into me,
Save it all for another day,
I'm hooked on methamphetamine,
You've got to get it out,
I had an error,
One bird with a half-arsed stone,
Fuck me like one of your french girls,
Digest prohibition,
The feeling that you're watched,
I had an error.
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3. |
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No, (no way)
You do it my way,
Nothing left to say,
Get that thing away from me,
Pick a card any card from the hand,
There's not much left to stand,
Sideshow at the cabaret,
An innocuous display,
Standing at six feet tall,
Notes from the crystal ball,
Monolithic giants of past,
Your ideas won't last,
Avant-garde demise,
Yet you hear the noise,
The human condition is what we're bound to,
Pay for bullshit receive bullshit,
Drown it out,
A monotonous story around the campfire,
All of your suited friends give me hives,
So you better innovate,
So you better impact time,
You make me fucking sick,
You make me feel so fucking nauseous,
What has become of this,
Where did we learn to siphon,
(Did you know that Glenn Branca is actually from Sri Lanka? Wow!)
Glenn Branca is from Sri Lanka,
Oh Glenn Branca we know,
Sideshow at the cabaret,
The death card has been drawn,
Glenn Branca from Sri Lanka.
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Just don't look back,
You've left a track,
Recording your life,
Up until this point I,
Know what you want,
Know what you need
It's not for you,
I always try to change my ways,
It's not my place to say,
But I'm always out of date,
It's not my place to say,
Ultimate obligation,
Just sign the form,
You shall conform,
Counter-culture,
Mass eruption,
So hip and new,
The brand new you,
Individual
I-fucking-dentity.
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Contradickhead
05:25
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Break the fucking wall,
Look the other way,
Turn the other cheek now,
Take my child away,
Take my child away now,
I will never say what I mean,
Your ambition is what I'll demean,
So you better announce it too,
Your free spirit is stagnant and through,
You say that I don't care enough,
This could be another reason to plague us all forever,
You (Your),
Higher intellect of the Third Reich.
Contradickhead.
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