| + pain & suffering + + love songs + + broken hearts + + pissed at authority + + allusions + |
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| + home + contact me + creation + pissed at authority + |
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| I turn on the radio The tunes may be catchy The melody may flow But the words are mindless For how long must I sit Imprisoned by a black god And listen to this shit From the clueless rich fucks It doesn�t have a hidden meaning It doesn�t mean anything at all Just leave it to the poets Leave it to the losers They�ve been through enough to describe it right Please leave it to the loners Leave it to the dreamers They�ve spent their lives clutching their hot words tight What happened to the bards Puppy love pushed them back And we�ve drifted so far From Mercury�s bright track If some guy breaks my heart There�s lots of songs for that But if I fall apart Got to look to the past There�s never a hidden meaning Never means anything at all Just leave it to the poets Leave it to the losers They�ve been through enough to describe it right Please leave it to the loners Leave it to the dreamers They�ve spent their lives clutching their hot words tight I�m hiding in my crippled cave And trying really hard to save The words taken away from us Replaced by makeup�s oily fuss Just leave it to the poets Leave it to the losers They�ve been through enough to describe it right Please leave it to the loners Leave it to the dreamers They�ve spent their lives clutching their hot words tight Leave it to the poets I say Leave it alone |
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