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Still Life With Hot Deuce on Silver Platter Lyrics

You're going through phases -
are you some kind of man
or a moon?
Either way, these here boots
they're gonna walk
all over you
It's all true, isn't it?
There's no real altruism, kid
It's just a new set of clothes
on the same old selfishness
- cold p***!

Out, walking the street
looking for these
alleged elegant truths
It's just me
lonely me
and the other relevant dudes
arrogant enough to believe
this is developing news
I exist just as a fish
stuck with the pelican blues
- hot deuce!
Here it goes again
I hear you took it to another level
Here it goes again
[53x]

Tonight I'm crying for a baby
who's never going to be born
my authentic self was aborted
at the age of four

You know I'll always be a junkie
you see me spread across the floor
1-2-3-4-5-6-7 angels
don't come around no more
But I'm not gonna cry
I'm not gonna cry
I'm not gonna cry
thinkin' bout that baby
But I'm gonna die
die if I don't try
try to bring that man to life

But what of the classic contest,
Content versus Context?
They have a fight -
Context wins
Con men contact Content's next of kin,
saying "I'm looking for your least-feminine l******
we're gonna pump her so full of bovine estrogen
she won't be masculine, I'm high on mescaline
but no one knows, 'cause I s*** on some Mexicans"
- Hot deuce!

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