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Boys, to thrill from the hip.
This we put the "act" in action.
We've tricked the pigs into that this auction is a pageant.
In no time, there will be up on our new set of cutlery.
The is star struck.
They're all salivating like cartoons.
animal. You better watch where you spit.
Squeal like music.
If it helps, we'll dim the on the floor.
Neon bulbs are the of swine.
Everybody quite dazzling, trussed up in their formal attire.
You'd make a secret if I could keep you, but we all spill our guts.
We're locked and loaded. and bloated.
Our trigger fingers in the mouse trap of the moment.
the lights off on us, like a moth left in the cold.
In the dark, for more.
When the urgency strikes you, you better not your nerve.
It's the rush that the get at the end of the world.
It's alright, alright.
There's a by the bed if you need one.
But doing just fine.
in Rome we shall do as the Romans.
When in we do shots at the bar...
call, kill it.
We don't think in of the morning afters
And we don't udder a word of the night before.
In the meantime, we're thoughtless incessant buzzing apparatus.
Disillusioned and lonelier than the man standing.
It doesn't get any than this.
So run hell.
is a rock and roll takeover.
Living day, one night at a time.
There were mercy f**ks, was blood.
You have been there by my side.
is passion, this is red-handed denial.
I have no and she hasn't the prettiest eyes.
call, kill it...