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So Says I Lyrics

An address to the golden door
I was strummin on a stone again
Pulling teeth from the pimps of gore
When hatched a tragic opera in my mind
And it told of a new design
In which every soul is duty bound
To uphold all the statutes of boredom
Therein lies the fatal flaw of the red age
Because it was nothing like we'd ever dreamt
Our l*** for life had gone away with the rent we hated
And because it made no money
Nobody saved no one's life this time
So we burned all our uniforms
And let nature take its course again
And the big ones just eat all the little ones
That sends us back to the drawing board

In our darkest hours
We have all asked for some
Angel to come
Sprinkle his dust all around
But all our crying voices
They can't turn it around
And you've had some crazy conversations of your own
We've got rules and maps and guns in our backs but we still can't just behave ourselves
Even if to save our own lives so, says I
We are a brutal kind

Cuz this is nothing like we'd ever dreamt
Tell Sir Thomas Moore we've got another failed attempt
Cuz if it makes them money they might just give you life this time
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