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Less Talk, More Rock (Live)

 

Less Talk, More Rock (Live)

(альбом: Where Quantity Is Job #1 - 1998)


I'd like to actively encourage
The toughest man to dance as hard as he can to this: my song.
And bring your stupidest friends along.
We wrote this song 'cause it's fucking boring
To keep spelling out the words that you keep ignoring.
And your macho shit won't phase me now.
It just makes us laugh. We got your cash, court jester; take a bow.
'Cause did you know that when I was nine,
I tried to fuck a friend of mine?
He was eight, then I turned ten.
Then fourteen years later it happened again with another friend.
This time, me on the receiving end.
All the fists in the world can't save you now.
If you dance to this, you drink to me and my sexuality
With your hands down my pants by transitive property.

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