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I ask you
Get my slapped under wraps
going on precisely
Is there wrong perhaps?

Surprise,
It's more like a booby
Than a prize

Civil disobedience
A soldier with a dirty
You're loosening all the
hold the hinges of my life

Fat cats and army
Hep cats in dog
over girly mags

Pretty words
much anymore
I mean to be
much anymore

All I see are snapshots, big
Tender spots, mug shots, slots
'Til you don't know what
You don't know you got

Curious
Running after men
Curiosity kill the cat
It was a pen

But there's not choice
Between a mouth
And a voice

Got back to
Picked a from the man
No words of
Just and titter tatter

Well, well, fancy
Millions murdered for a kiss me hat
No backbone, and guts
Better keep your big shut

words
Don't mean anymore
I don't to be
Mean anymore

All I see are snapshots, big
Tender spots, slots, mug shots
'Til you don't know what
You don't what you got

You don't know you got
You don't what you got