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Miss Black America
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MISS BLACK AMERICA (single edit)
“Those who restrain desire,
Do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained” – William Blake
You used to be the life and soul
Now you practice and preach self-control
Yeah, you are obsessed with privacy but there’s none
Six billion mobile phones
There’s no escape
Trust no-one
Shout it out until your blood runs cold
Shout it out until your lungs explode
Shout it out, “I am Miss Black America”
Shout it out, “I am Miss Black America”
What happened to your urge to destroy
And your mission to bring the noise?
Two young boys wanking over atlases
Six billion empty heads
Death to the living dead
Shout it out until your blood runs cold
Shout it out until your lungs explode
Shout it out, “I am Miss Black America”
Shout it out, “I am Miss Black America”
Shout it out, “They won’t take us alive
“We are beyond embarrassment
“We want real lives
“And we’ll get them, yes, you’ll see”
So, shout it out
Shout a hard thing and a mean thing
Let the hatred flow free
Be an obscene thing
Be obscene
I am Miss Black America.
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LOOK, MA! TOP OF THE WORLD!
The city that lies about not sleeping
It reels you in and eats you whole
The Pit of Carkoon with buildings
Our demise will be painful and slow
Here’s not looking at you, kid
We’re too stressed out
Here’s not looking at you, kid
London life results in a poisoned mind
Lingering, cancerous death of the soul
I will throw myself into the water
Consider it euthanasia
Here’s not looking at you, kid
We’re all washed out
Here’s not looking at you
Look, Ma! Your son has failed
He’s throwing himself from the top of the World
Sat shaking in a stinking flat
With my life on hold and my head in my hands
Thinking, how will I fulfil my dreams
If no-one ever snaps out of this waking sleep?
And I fooled myself into thinking I could be something
If I left my happy home
And now I spend all my days puking
London loves no-one
London doesn’t feel a thing.
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Dogma
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DOGMA
There was a World of no restraint
Where no-one sneered, spat or stood in your way
And there was time for me and you
To do the stupid things we’ve always longed to do
And we could fly,
Fly far away
And we were so, so happy
And there was a life that never seemed to end
One minute at a time
There was no death
And people smiled,
Smiled for no reason
Not spite or careless, drunken abandon
And we were all up in arms
And no-one thought that we were scum at all.
We had been lost, but now were found.
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