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(hummmmm) GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT,
CUT-TING THROUGH THE HAZE,
WRIT-ING DOWN THE REAL-I-TY OF THESE MOD-ERN DAYS.
A HIGH-LY STREAM-A-BLE TRUTH THAT EVERY-ONE CAN CLAIM,
HEAL-ING EV-ERY FRAC-TURE WHEN WE SAY OUR OWN TRUE NAME!
Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,
There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!
NINETY-SIX PER-CENT NO DIS-CO,
SIXTY-SEVEN NO DISPLAY, WE ARE STRIP-PING DOWN THE NOISE TO FIND A
BETTER WAY. Amara vara Mara vara PSY-CHO-LO-GIC PANE,
SOV-EREIGN AND A-LIVE IN THE CYBER-POROUS RAIN.
UN-DER-SCOR-ING GLOSS-O-LA-LI-A GLOW, FUCK IT,
WHAT-EV-ER, YEAH WE RUN THE SHOW!
SPIL-LING ALL OUR GUTS WHILE WE SE-CURE THE BAG,
TOP-THIR-TY LEA-DER-BOARD WAV-ING THE FLAG!
BAL-ANC-ING THE FRE-QUEN-CY, CLAIM-ING BACK THE PRIZE,
WE ARE WHO WE ARE UN-DER DEAD AND EMP-TY SKIES.
WORD FOR WORD YES I’M HOLD-ING THE BAG IN MY DREAMS,
WASH-ING OUT THE NI-HIL-IST STA-TIC IN THE STREAMS. (ahhhh)