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Uniform
03:01
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i see dead bodies begging the sky
strange march of parasites
god's hand waves at what they seek
a life chasing a worm on a hook
conform or die
get hypnotized
by your uniform
dull state of mind
the scum is marching in line
lobotomy, fame and lies
squeezed into a uniform
where emptiness can have a form
just shape your emptiness
conform or die
get hypnotized
by your uniform
dull state of mind
and people grinning in your face
your uniform made of lies
your uniform, state of mind
your uniform, state of mind!
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Show Must Go Wrong
03:03
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waste yourself and suffer drops of hope run in your veins
scientific research begs for funds and needs your pain
sparkly iron birds drop compassion from the sky
the boogie man has fallen and the stocks are rising high
we're stuck inside
pawns of their lies
we've been there for so long
the show must go wrong
act to save the planet be the lobbies green damnation
15 tons of oil - one hour hippie cruise vacation
freaks on the boat!
get in line with time enjoy your fuckin' truman show
human obsolescence will lay everything damn low
no solution needed 'cause
have repression at any cost
vicious circle until the flood
a primal wave of rage and blood
we're stuck inside
pawns of their lies
we've been there for so long
the show must go wrong
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3. |
Mr. Crasher
03:34
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suspence silenced the crowd
lights on the stage
oh Mr. Crasher
are you gonna fool the death my friend?
he's gonna ride to the edge
waiting for the crash
fast to the edge
waiting for the crash
race car's hot as a gun
straight to the wall
oh Mr. Crasher
please fool the death once more
he's gonna ride to the edge
waiting for the crash
riding fast to the edge
waiting for the crash
he leaves the wreck in flames
rises his hands and waits for fame
that's his way, how do you like it?
Mr. Crasher
doesn't care
That's Johnny Crasher!
let's celebrate
the king of the crash
he steps on a chair rises his glass
he loses balance falling backwards
straight to the end
Mr. Crasher
doesn't care
and Johnny Crasher is now dead
and no one cares
the brain of the king now paints the floor
and no one cares!
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