lyrics

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“Sweet melody

Win up ya body pon me

Ya lovin babygirl you know me need it

Need it

Let me fight for it me achieve it

-chieve it”

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“Obama could pass some hope to the pope

I know a couple dudes who wanna elope

See the church said nope so the bros can’t cope

The bros can grope but the bros can’t cope

They’ve been in love and they’ve been addicted

Who said they shouldn’t? Benedict did

Cause in the holy land of the lord

He’s the holy landlord and dicks are evicted

Cause you can be a Benedict

If you’ve been a dick under Benedict

But you can’t have Benedict’s

Because there’s only one pope with only one dick, what?

Yeah, a dick on a pope is

Just like a soap on a rope

Cause it’s pointless unless in prison

Throw up your bibles Christ is risen”

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“run 'til i fall

how i wish the trees would swallow me

make me a forest

take away my soul”

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“i was born to dance with a candy gun

towards the president’s ass

towards me and you

me and you

me and you

i’m swimming alone”

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“i’ll take all your time

and i love the way it feels

when you take the wheel

i know

you don’t

i’ll take all your time

i’ll take all your time”

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“there’s a bomb in my car

there’s a bomb in my car

there’s a bomb in my car

there’s a bomb in my car

there’s a bomb in my car”

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“pero mi corazón nunca ha sido mío

yo siempre lo doy

coge un trozo de mí

quédatelo pa' cuando no esté

seré tu reliquia

soy tu reliquia

seré tu reliquia”

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“i think my fate is losing its patience

i think the ground is pulling me down

i think my life is losing momentum

i think my ways are wearing me down”

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“more wood for their fires, loud neighbours

flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck

eating seeds as a pastime activity

the toxicity of our city, of our city”

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“oh, joys arise, the sun has come again

to hold you

sailing out the doldrums of the week”

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“i can’t reach cancer of the 80s

i was beat with ukuleles

oh, songs are a hundred ugly babies

i can’t feed”

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“there are rooms where i can’t hang my head

there are tears that i can’t cry

in the years you feel the most alone

you will build the walls i climb”

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“feeling more human and hooked on her flesh, i

lay my heart down with the rest at her feet

fresh from the fields, all fetor and fertile

it’s bloody and raw, but i swear that it’s sweet”

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“there’s something about the night’s silhouette

caressing its way across my chest

that refuses to let me sleep until morning”

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“can i be yours

just tell me i’m yours

if i’m turning in your stomach and i’m making you feel sick”

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“all the seats at the sunday masses

filled with the masses’ massive asses

classes past as fast as molasses

ceremonial reading glasses”

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“i should have known

that you had lost control

working every night until the dawn

find you sleeping with the headlights on”