Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rolodex Propaganda, artist - At The Drive-In. Date of issue: 01.06.2008
Song language: English
Rolodex Propaganda |
| Pinch history feel the pinch blistering |
| Pinch me in dreams cause I’m still not listening |
| X marks the spot on your calendar days |
| A beard half eaten smiled crawling with legs |
| Temper temper temperature |
| Temper temper temperature |
| Manuscript replica |
| (Cu-cu-cu-cu-cut it) |
| Manuscript replica |
| (Cu-cu-cu-cu-cut it) |
| Manuscript replica |
| (Cu-cu-cu-cu-cut it) |
| Manuscript replica |
| (Cu-cu-cu-cu-cut it) |
| In infrared is how we saw |
| The night that lit up scarecrow plots |
| The nerve that pinches |
| Crippled hobbled frolicked flat on its own face |
| In infrared is how we saw |
| The night that lit up scarecrow plots |
| The nerve that pinches |
| Crippled hobbled frolicked flat on its own face |
| Jigsaw pattern dominoes left a trail |
| The whites of their eyes polaroids of the tale |
| For our amusement we bring stares to the defendants |
| Mechanical panaceas absolved by history |
| Phonetic paralysis inflicted through morality |
| The seed that it nurtured was a wilted bouquet |
| Temper temper temperature |
| Temper temper temperature |
| Manuscript replica |
| (Cu-cu-cu-cu-cut it) |
| Manuscript replica |
| (Cu-cu-cu-cu-cut it) |
| Manuscript replica |
| (Cu-cu-cu-cu-cut it) |
| Manuscript replica |
| (Cu-cu-cu-cu-cut it) |
| In infrared is how we saw |
| The night that lit up scarecrow plots |
| The nerve that pinches |
| Crippled hobbled frolicked flat on its own face |
| In infrared is how we saw |
| The night that lit up scarecrow plots |
| The nerve that pinches |
| Crippled hobbled frolicked flat on its own face |
| Squirming through cuts in a throat, cut it… cut it… |
| Squirming through cuts in a throat, cut it… cut it… |
| Squirming through cuts in a throat, yeah cut it… yeah cut it… |
| Squirming through cuts in a throat |