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Boys shoot to thrill the hip. This time we put the "act" in action
We've tricked the pigs into thinking this auction is a pageant
In no there will be makeup on our new set of cutlery
The livestock is star struck. all salivating like ravenous cartoons
Goddamn animal. better watch where you spit
Squeal soft music. If it helps, we'll dim the lights on the floor
Neon are the cosmetics of swine. Everybody looks quite dazzling
Trussed up in their formal

You'd make a great if I could keep you, but we all spill our guts
We're locked and loaded. Drip fed and bloated. Our trigger fingers
In the mouse of the moment

the lights off on us, like a moth left in the cold. In the dark, begging for more
When the urgency strikes you, you'd better not lose nerve
It's the rush that the cockroaches get at the end of the world. It's
a pail by the bed if you need one, but you're doing just fine
When in Rome we shall do as the Romans, in Hell we do shots at the bar

Last call, it

We don't in terms of the morning afters
And we don't utter a single of the night befores
In the meantime we're just thoughtless buzzing apparatus
Disillusioned and than the last man standing
It doesn't get any better this so run like Hell

is a rock and roll takeover
Living each day one night at a
There were mercy fucks, there was
You have been there by my side
is passion, this is red handed denial
I have no lover and she hasn't the eyes. Last call, kill it