manny sing a song tuned to their forgotten sorrow,
i ask then why do we forget the sorrow when we can embrace it,
as a wound in the vital flesh of the heart it will be the end,
so why not accept the deeper tone of healthy lust,
why do you hide yourself within another shell,
full of venom are my thoughts when turned to you,
so why must i want you to take me for your own.
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There's a government whip
Cracked a across your back
Where the order of the day
Is don't listen attack
See the blood run down
In your bushwhacked town
Revolution is the gimmick
Of a jokerless clown
Another volley's just the the ammo
For the taxman's gun
Cracked a across your back
Where the order of the day
Is don't listen attack
See the blood run down
In your bushwhacked town
Revolution is the gimmick
Of a jokerless clown
Another volley's just the the ammo
For the taxman's gun