Mess Of My Lyrics
And note of your own choice, boys and girlsInadequate planters, methadone stubbiesYou got energy vampiresMore hands on the tranquillisersAn unholy allianceAnd jokes about faithGive me another drinkYou’re as strong as your weakest linkA mess of my ageA mess of my raceA mess of our radioI remember the timesThis was a beginningOf a permissive new ageBut it’s the same old cabbageA mess of my ageA mess of our raceA mess of our our our our[megaphone bit]I don’t look at myselfI have no healthTake no notice of meI probably work for a record companyA mess of our ageA mess of my tasteA mess of our nervous systemsCowering mockersThe company money’s ran outTo longer hot propertiesGet back in their closetsA mess of my ageA mess of my raceFill the rest in yourself
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