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Luddites and Lambs
Yes I broke the telescope twice. Honey, your et cetera blows me and my confetti over a splendid range I evolved a century as I read that diary The car left the road And all I could see was present day without the tattoos or tires A girl is on the cover again Turn the channel over I require every lung Measure up a plaster cast cos I feel mortal
Let's make a man And let's give him triggers
Oh you rust the gears with your blood (Slow release your medicine ball on me Less of the priest you wanna be wanna be) Throw your body onto the cogs (Girls aloud you're sapping my energy Speaking in tongues in enemy territory) Wreck a piston they can't ignore (Microsoft you wanna be my lover Terrors and tears I found me in the gutter) Cos this is a rehearsal no more (Teeth and nails your little anatomy War on the Tyne, you're playing a lottery Bodies replete with everything everything All of the prisoners clamoring clamoring I decide there's nothing in my body How can I be sure there's nothing in my body?)
I demand a shuffling of cards Doctor (IN) and animal (OUT) Terrify us with your tales of a tragic loss Half an hour later they'll be on my eyeballs Telling the time And fashioning stretchers asking me Who left all the pyramids on? First the Romans then all the birds Lipstick on your feathers oh I'm a dinosaur Even now I hear them from the engines run like Luddites and lambs Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Like Luddites and lambs
Oh you rust the gears with your blood (Slow release your medicine ball on me Less of the priest you wanna be wanna be) Throw your body onto the cogs (Girls aloud you're sapping my energy Speaking in tongues in enemy territory) Wreck a piston they can't ignore (Microsoft you wanna be my lover Terror and tears I found me in the gutter) Cos this is a rehearsal no more (Teeth and nails your little anatomy War on the Tyne, you're playing a lottery Bodies replete with everything everything All of the prisoners clamoring clamoring I decide there's nothing in my body How can I be sure there's nothing in my body?)
Stone and the soil you're killing me killing me Steam and the oil you're telling me telling me Lovers I know you're out of your element Joking aside I've never been anything Faking my death, you're telling me telling me Measure my breath you're selling me selling me Heal the hull I want it to be over Flashing a bulb you're gonna hurt somebody Oh you want her for your euphoria Bullets and effigies narrower narrower Money in mouths you're selling me selling me Heavenly hounds you're telling me telling me Bodies replete with everything everything Bodies repeat with everything everything I decide there's nothing in my body I decide there's nothing in my body I decide there's nothing in my body How can I be sure there's nothing in my body?
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