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GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT,
STRIK-ING TO SUR-VIVE,
BURN-ING DOWN THE GAS-LIGHT JUST TO PROVE WE ARE A-LIVE.
A HIGH-LY STREAM-A-BLE VEN-OM FOR THE ONES WHO LIE,
CALL US CRA-ZY ALL YOU WANT,
WE KISSED THE PAST GOOD-BYE!
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 AR-TI-FICE TO BLOW THE
SMOKE A-WAY.
Amara vara Mara vara PSY-CHO-LO-GIC PANE,
BREATH-ING FIRE IN MON-TREAL THROUGH 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 SHARP AND WE ARE DEAD-LY UN-DER 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.