| Presenting modern moonlight just as advertised
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| Coke and pepsi finally found a compromise
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| How can they complain that we’re all fucked up kids
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| When they keep on changing who our mother is?
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| Like it all you want it’s fruitless
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| Night is in the way of progress
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| Retinas are bleeding for the enterprise
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| Surgically wired into paradise
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| Yesterday I dropped in at the mkb
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| Everyone was messaging like it was going out of style
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| (it was just the cynic in me)
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| God, I love communicating!
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| I just hate the shit we’re missing…
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| Everybody join in the magnificence
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| Yes! |
| Everything is absolutely making sense:
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| Every time you turn around your soul gets sold
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| To the highest bidder
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| Then they turn around and merger and they merger
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| And the merger and they murder and they murder
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| The one who murders most will take it all…
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| Fight it all you want it’s useless
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| Night is in the way of progress
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| We’re gonna take your cities one by one
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| Catch your cables cut your cords and spoil all your fun
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| We’re gonna make your life a living hell
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| Cause stripped of your equipment you’ll be forced to face yourself…
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| Wire cutters of the world
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| You know what to use it for
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| Spread the word to all the tightrope walker boys and girls
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| Brace yourself for miracles
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| You’re in for a nasty shock
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| When the war is over
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| You can read the paper
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| When the war is over
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| You can read the paper |