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Intro:
Something kind of hit me today I looked at you and
Wondered if you saw things my way
People will hold us to blame
It hit me today it hit me today
We're taking it hard all the time
Why don't we pass it by just reply you've changed your mind
We're fighting with the eyes of the blind
Taking it hard taking it hard yet now
We feel that we are paper choking on you nightly
They tell me son we want you be elusive but don't walk far
For we're breaking in the new boys deceive your next of kin
For you're dancing where the dogs decay defecating ecstasy
You're just an ally of the leecher
Locator for the virgin King but I love you in your fuck me pumps
And your nimble dress that trails
Oh dress yourself my urchin one for I hear them on the rails
Because of all we've seen because of all we've said
We are the dead
One thing kind of touched me today
I looked at you and counted all the times we had laid
Pressing our love through the night
Knowing it's right knowing it's right
Now I'm hoping some one will care
Living on the breath of a hope to be shared
Trusting on the sons of our love
That someone will care someone will care but now
We're today's scrambled creatures locked in tomorrow's double feature
Heaven's on the pillow its silence competes with hell
It's a twenty four hour service guaranteed to make you tell
And the streets are full of press men
Bent on getting hung and buried
And the legendary curtains are drawn round Baby Bankrupt
Who sucks you while you're sleeping
It's the theater of financiers
Count them fifty round a table
White and dressed to kill
Oh caress yourself my juicy
For my hands have all but withered
Oh dress yourself my urchin one for I hear them on the stairs
Because of all we've seen
Because of all we've said
We are the dead
We are the dead
We are the dead
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