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Go back go back
to your diseased-(WHUP!)-control room Don't be don't be nice about it just spit it back Why don't, ward off why don't you be mature about it in your grey raincoat Off ward, ward off The Joke Violent food descends over you huh Off ward, ward off The Joke The Joke five years in a PC camp Multicoloured sweets in bottom of white sweet pack The realization burns into my back The Joke Five years in a PC camp The Joke Violent food descends over you The Joke The Joke Five years in a PC camp The Joke Five years in a PC camp The Joke Five years in a PC camp |
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| 2:04 | ||||
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| 3:26 | ||||
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| 2:08 | ||||
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| 4:40 | ||||
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| 2:00 | ||||
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| 4:24 | ||||
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| 4:44 | ||||
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| 3:33 | ||||
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| 3:46 | ||||
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| 2:23 | ||||
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| 6:41 | ||||
Generous, valeric, Jehovah's Witness
Stands in Cologne Marktplatz Drums come in When the drums come in fast Drums to shock, into brass evil What have you got in that paper bag? Is it a dose of Vitamin C? Ain't got no time for Western medicine I am Damo Suzuki The fuck-up like red acid rain Give it to me Daki every day Who is Mr. Karlheinz Stockhausen? Introduce me I'm Damo Suzuki Soundtracks, Soundtracks Melched together, the lights The lights above you Listener was in cahoots with Fritz Lieber And read him every day Recipe for fear gas, amount of salt ash I put by (cup of) meine fire, okay I have no time for Western medicine I am Damo Suzuki May we go back to days pre-Virgin Cannot get on clear vinyl The handle that was brass, is now brass evil The rock that was an egg, is in wrong cradle The hand that cradles the rock, makes egg gooey I am Damo Suzuki Is this west latent pattern? Run it, says Damo's spirit Is this lesser European? Speak it, says Damo's spirit I am Damo Suzuki |