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Luddites And Lambs
Yes, I
broke the
telescope twice Honey, your et cetera blows me and my confetti Over a
splendid range I
evolved a
century as I
read that diary The
car left the
road And all I
could see was present day Without the
tattoos or tyres A
girl is on the
cover again, turn the
channel over I
require every lung Measure up a
plaster cast 'cause I
feel mortal Let's make a
man And let's give him triggers (Oh, you rust the
gears with your blood) Slow release your medicine ball on me Less of the
priest you wanna be, wanna be (Throw your body onto the
cogs) Girls Aloud, you're sapping my energy Speaking in tongues in enemy territ'ry (Wreck a
piston they can't ignore) Microsoft, you wanna be my lover Terror and tears, I
found me in the
gutter ('Cause this is a
rehearsal no more) Teeth and nails, your little anatomy War on the
Tyne, you're playing a
lottery Bodies replete with everything, everything All of the
prisoners clamouring, clamouring I
decide there's nothing in my body How can I
be sure there's nothing in my body? I
demand a
shuffling of cards Doctor (In!) and animal (Out!) Terrify us with your tales of a
tragic loss Half an hour later they'll be on my eyeballs telling the
time And fashioning stretchers asking me "Who left all the
pyramids on?" First the
Romans, then all the
birds Lipstick on your feathers Oh, I'm a
dinosaur Even now I
hear them from the
engines run like Luddites and lambs Like luddites and lambs (Oh, you rust the
gears with your blood) Slow release your medicine ball on me Less of the
priest you wanna be, wanna be (Throw your body onto the
cogs) Girls Aloud, you're sapping my energy Speaking in tongues in enemy territ'ry (Wreck a
piston they can't ignore) Microsoft, you wanna be my lover Terror and tears, I
found me in the
gutter ('Cause this is a
rehearsal no more) Teeth and nails, your little anatomy War on the
Tyne, you're playing a
lottery Bodies replete with everything, everything All of the
prisoners clamouring, clamouring I
decide there's nothing in my body How can I
be sure there's nothing in my body? Stone and the
soil, you're killing me, killing me Steam and the
oil, you're telling me, telling me Lovers, I
know you're out of your element Joking aside, I've never been anything Faking my death, you're telling me, telling me Measure my breath, you're selling me, selling me Heal the
hull, I
want it to be over Flashing a
bulb, you're gonna hurt somebody Oh, you want her for your euphoria Bullets and effigies, narrower, narrower Money in mouths, you're selling me, selling me Heavenly hounds, you're telling me, telling me Bodies replete with everything, everything Bodies repeat with everything, everything I
decide there's nothing in my body I
decide there's nothing in my body I
decide there's nothing in my body How can I
be sure there's nothing in my body?
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