Don�t ever ask me why
I!
Never used to give a fuck
About dancing, or romancing, prancing, whatever
Moving too fast
Don�t ask me why I want to fuck a man in the ass
Come to the end I will see you
Like a Kojak
Now it�s time to get sown back
Into the fabric
Now I can tell
I want to rally round the family
I wanna pocket full of hell
Get naked with a sense of contents
In a perfect situation being tied down and lent
By labour and no saviour till you turn up with the rent
And out on the streets and end pent up
With the fossilized remains of your rage
In a cage
That used to be the slave
To the actions of apes
And use while you can in a short little span
Let it fuck you up
Until routine gets overplayed
On the radiowaves
When you feel like a slave and you begin to cave and the rage, and the cage
And the actions of apes
Lend forth to explosive firepower that saves
You from the web
That sticks to the brains and pulls every little fiber in the course of a day
Sticking to a room that looks like a life and cuts like a knife
Then the fibers are gone
And you�re honest
And alone
And it hurts to do wrong

But you relax cause it�s sinking into far.
I said this feeling is sinking in too...
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