Unfortunately I’m coming from a bad endAnd I’m destined for a bad endBut hanging around with you is like blood outta stoneGetting stuff outta youse is like blood outta stoneBlood outta stoneYou’re historyYou’ve quit existationYou’re green grubAnd if I had any gutsI’d turn those money tables upYou dis-corporate boreYou make me tired to the boneCos getting things outta you....When all your friends have dissolvedAnd you’re yakking on the phoneYou’re techno-groundedYou’re blood outta stoneMight appear derangedBut you’re blood outta stoneYou’re mutton dressed as lambCos you’re blood outta stoneAt least I’ve got an aim, chickBlood outta stoneBut I’m working to an aim
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