Wednesday, 27 June 2012

49. Faster


I'm fulla drugs and men
The homphobes
Pressure dome
The enclosed
Step into the pressure dome

For the sake of being sick and tired
Makes the blood run faster
And the infuriation of being prescribed
Makes the money stretch shorter.

Fir the sake of being
In the middle
Makes you giving
More and an inclination
The state of things to come
Makes your blood run faster.
The pressure of modern living makes
Us inclined to being given the shakes.

Duh duh, duh duh,
La la la la la la la
La la
La la la la la oooooooh.

The strength of living on the modern wage
Strikes syncronyms with the fascist age
You don't come from here and I beghast you

So you wonder why you live in view
When the chippy is all that you can do
For the life that is obscured.

For the sake of being sick and tired
Makes the blood run faster
And the infuriation of being prescribed
Makes the money stretch shorter.

Even if the life calls you
You stand and hold
What you can claim

The world around you is devoid
Of desperation
And the life you live is null
A halk time result....

For the sake of being sick and tired
Makes the blood run faster
And the infuriation of being prescribed
Makes the money stretch shorter.

Duh duh, duh duh,
La la la la la la la
La la
La la la la la oooooooh.

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