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Rx Bandits

Dinna-Dawg (And The Inevitable Onset Of Lunacy)

 

Dinna-Dawg (And The Inevitable Onset Of Lunacy)

(album: The Resignation - 2003)


The midnight moon is feeling high
She won't come down till the morning light
When opposite set scenery
Drapes unimpressed plasticene
Where cookies cut can play their games
Wear the shirts of pricetag names
All the biggies selling fame
Can smell your blood yearning

(That's what it costs, I am free)

Don't contest electric light
Come pull the cord kiss me goodnight
Bound in blood, dollar signs confirmed
Your eyes still hold the secret
Shut your eyes don't breathe so loud
It's just an episode
Shut your eyes don't talk to loud
It's just an episode

(That's what it costs, I am free)
If that's what it costs than I am free

Doesn't this just smell familiar?
You cut your fingernails like your soul
And if I ripped your heart right from you
Would you feel it?
Would you feel it at all?
Doesn't this just smell familiar?
A pretty penny now you paid your pride
And if I ripped your heart right from you
Would you feel it?
Would you feel it at all?
Would you feel it at all?

It all starts with a sound
And a firm embrace
The will to conspire
The need to suck-seed
Don't look down, now you're surrounded
Beady black eyes, lip licks shrouded
Heart's best constricted, foam-filled with plastic
Kiss kiss luxury, head's getting clouded
See the sparkle of the heretic's scream
The green gleam and the four-legged fiend
A flick of fountains and the kings been hailed
Don't worry baby cause we're all for sale

That's what it costs
If that's what it costs than I am free

Doesn't this just smell familiar?
You cut your fingernails like your soul
And if I ripped your heart right from you
Would you feel it?
Would you feel it at all?
Doesn't this just smell familiar?
A pretty penny now you paid your pride
And if I ripped your heart right from you
Would you feel it?
Would you feel it at all?

It surrounds, surrounds
We'll like to dance around it
It surrounds, surrounds
We'll like to dance around it
(Dance around)
Around and around yeah

Don't stop now feel it

It surrounds, surrounds
We'll like to dance around it
It surrounds, surrounds

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?