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Think I’m proud to be your enemy
Take your hands off of me
You’re worse than the thing that possessed me
They way they were
The way they should have been
Annalisa
Annalisa was 15 years
Stole her soul
But I hear no tears
Ever been alone
And heard the voice
Not your own
I’ve seen those fears
Annalisa
Somehow you used ignorance for sense
Melodrama in your eyes
All concern rests with the dead
Annalisa
Annalisa had no escape
Starved to death in a waiting room
Cheap concern and rosary beads
Did not solve screaming needs
Annalisa
Annalisa
Annalisa was 15 years
Stole her soul
But I hear no tears
Ever been alone
And heard the voice
Not your own
I’ve seen those fears
Annalisa
Annalisa
Think I’m proud to be your enemy
Take your hands off of me
You’re worse than the thing that possessed me
They way they were
The way they should have been
Annalisa
Somehow you used ignorance for sense
Melodrama in your eyes
All concern rests with the dead
Annalisa
Annalisa
Annalisa
Crawl like rabid dog
Annalisa (repeat)
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Stained glass windows keep the cold outside
While the hypocrites hide inside
With the lies of statues in their minds
Where the Christian religion made them blind
Where they hide
And prey to the God of a bitch spelled backwards is dog
Not for one race, one creed, one world
But for money
Effective
Absurd
Do you pray to the Holy Ghost when you suck your host
Do you read who’s dead in the Irish Post
Do you give away the cash you can’t afford
On bended knees and pray to lord
Fat pig priest
Sanctimonious smiles
He takes the money
You take the lies
This is religion and Jesus Christ
This is religion cheaply priced
This is bibles full of libel
This is sin in eternal hymn
This is what they’ve done
This is your religion
The apostles were eleven
Now there’s a sod in Heaven
This is religion
There’s a liar on the altar
The sermon never falter
This is religion
Your religion
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Ego-maniac traitor
You never did understand
You fell in love with your ego
It did not fit into plan
Low Life
Your alter-ego is a moron
30 years too late
No closet is private
Can see the crack in your face
Low Life
Bourgeois Anarchist
I read you despise us
Always hurt the one you love
Shit in a drain
Low Life
Ego-maniac traitor
You are a fool to yourself
You lie to be distant
Ignorant selfish
Low Life
Low Life
Ego-maniac traitor
You never did understand
You fell in love with your ego
It did not fit into plan
Low life
Your alter-ego is a moron
30 years too late
No closet is private
See the crack in your face
Low Life
Bourgeois Anarchist
I read you despise us
Always hurt the one you love
You shit your brain
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Think you know the answer
Think you got all the problems
Well why not try and solve them
Instead of sitting on them
Solitaire
Solitaire
Taking on new projects
Steadily slipping sideways
Close your ears to reason
Your very valued opinion
Solitaire
Solitaire
Nothing is getting nowhere
Never meaning what you're saying
Well now I need a decision
Not empty headed ambition
Solitaire
Solitaire
Slightest things explode you
Well the whole world will implode you
Solitaire for the lonely fly
You're not the only one
Solitaire
Lonely fly
Solitaire
Solitaire
Solitaire
For the lonely fly
Think you know the answer
Think you got all the problems
Well why not try and solve them
Instead of sitting on them
Taking on new projects
Steadily slipping sideways
Close your ears to reason
Your very valued opinion
Nothing is getting nowhere
Never meaning what you're saying
Well now I need a decision
Not empty headed ambition
Solitaire
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Now in the summer
I could be happy or in distress
Depending on the company
On the veranda
Talk of the future or reminisce
Behind the dialogue
We're in a mess
Whatever I intended
I sent you flowers
You wanted chocolates instead
The flowers of romance
The flowers of romance
I've got binoculars
On top of Box Hill
I could be Nero
Fly the eagle
Start all over again
I can't depend on these so-called friends
It's a pity you need to defend
I'll take the furniture
Start all over again
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This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
Happy to have, not to have not
Big business is very wise
I'm crossing over into
E-enter-prize
Love song
Love song
Love song
Love song
I'm going over to the other side
I'm happy to have not to have not
Big business is very wise
I'm inside free enterprise
I'm adaptable
I'm adaptable
I'm adaptable and I like my new role
I'm getting better and better
And I have a new goal
I'm changing my ways where money applies
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
Now are you ready to grab the candle
That tunnel vision - not television
Behind the curtain - out of the cupboard
You take the first train - into the big world
Now will I find you - now will you be there
Not a love song (echo)
Not a love song
Not a love song ...
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Seeing in your eyes
Words can never say the way
Told me in your eyes
Final in a fade
Never no more hope away
Final in a fade
Seeing in your eyes
Seeing in your eyes
Never really know
Never realize
Silence in your eyes
Silence in your eyes
Never really know
Til its gone away
Never realize
The silence in your eyes
Seen it in your eyes
Seen it in your eyes
Never no more hope away
Final in a fade
Watch her slowly die
Saw it in her eyes
Choking on a bed
Flowers rotting dead
seen it in her eyes
Ending in a day
Silence was a way
Seeing in yoru eyes
Seeing in your eyes
Seeing in your eyes
I'm seeing through my eyes
Words cannot express
Words cannot express
Words cannot exp......
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Call me up after midnight
Tell me I'm wrong
Tell me I'm right
What do you want
What do I get
Did you just need the argument
Well, bad life
Corporate city
Lucky for some
Richest island in the sun
That's life
Name of the game
It's competition
Top of the pile
Not demolition
This is what you want
This is what you get
Bad
Bad
Bad
Bad life
Bad life
Now this machine is on the move
Now looking out for number one
The open road
I’m getting gasoline
Well, bad life
Bad
Bad
Bad life
Human gets dubious side
Well, that's life
Call me up after midnight
Tell me I'm wrong
Tell me I'm right
What do you want
What do I get
Did you just need the argument
Well, bad life
Bad life
Bad (etc)
Bad life
Now looking out for number one
The open road
Getting gasoline
Human gets dubious side
Well, that's life
Bad life
Now looking out for number one
The open road
Getting gasoline
Human gets dubious side
Well, bad life
Bad
Bad
Bad life
Human gets dubious side
Well, that's life
Well, that's life
Well, that's life
This is what you want
This is what you get
This is what you want
This is what you get
This is what you want
This is what you get
(repeat...)
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Hello
What do you want
You're irritating
Go away
Its not my fault
That you're lonely
Just look around
I think you'll find that
Everyone has the same problem
This is not a real home
The walls are so thin
The neighbours listen in
Keep the noise down
They're complaining
Humiliated
You were born and bred
Humble to the spoon fed
Why worry now
You're not dead yet
You've got a whole lifetime to correct it
You're wasting
Admiring hating
This lot are not happy heroes
Just better actors
A hundred and one dilations
And fifty seven varieties
Outside with the empties
Keep banging the door
Keep banging the door
Keep banging the door
I won't answer the phone
I won't answer the door
Reptilians
I won't let you in
If he knew we were here
I'm sure he'd let us in
I won't let you in
Alright, stop Nick
This is not a real home
The walls are so thin
The neighbours listen in
Keep the noise down
They're complaining
I won't let you in
If he knew we were here
I'm sure he'd let us in
I won't let you in
I won't let you in
Won't let you in
If he knew we were here
I'm sure he'd let us in
I won't let you in
If he knew we were here
I'm sure he'd let us in
Keep banging the door
Keep banging the door
Keep banging the door
I won't answer the phone
I won't answer the door
Keep banging the door
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Under the house
Under the house
It came out of the wall
A single cadaver
(under the house)
It went under the house
Scream in the trees
Under the moon
(scream in a dream)
Solid the grave
(vile stinking)
Stone cold ambition
Solid and gross
It went under the house
It's not the sun I wear as a crown
I colour the clouds
Under the house
Solid the grave
Stone cold ambition
(solid discreet)
It came out of the wall
A single cadaver
It went under the house
A scream in the trees
Under the moon
Ages apart
Under the house
It's not the sun I wear as a crown
I follow the clouds
Under the house
Scream in the trees
Under the moon
It came out of the wall
A single cadaver
It went under the house
The jugular bulge rips
Steal if I could
Under the house
(ages apart, under the house)
Scream in the trees
(stone cold ambition, solid discreet)
Under the moon
(under the house)
It went under the house
Under the house
A scream in the trees
Under the moon
The vile stink in my nostril
A single cadaver
(stone cold ambition)
It clouded out of the wall
Solid disgrace
(the smoke is a float)
It's not the sun that I wear as a crown
(every breeze brings disease)
Ages apart
Under the house
Mercenary
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