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Correct Blasphemy Lyrics
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The Egyptians built their pyramids, The Romans did what they did. Now everything's come down to this, It's just you and I, Ah kid we could send a million to the moon, But why can't I get on with you? The cellophane around my mouth Stops the anger seeping out. Our deaf and dumb dinners. Gravy in the mud. No singles, just fillers Sometimes I wish I could, But... I can't behave. I know it's not the heathen in me, It's just that I've been bleeding lately, Internally. Don't turn to me. Bite your tongue, the torrid weapon, You could learn a useful lesson. What's so great about the Great Depression? Was it a blast for you? Cause it's blasphemy. Word's cut like a knife through Vaseline, You can't really mean what you mean, When you say what you say, Tourettes make them come out that way. Wish I was here, well I wish you weren't, Your gift of anger's better burnt. If nothing's said, then nothing's learned. I thought I wasn't but I'm really hurting. Our deaf and dumb dinners. There's gravy in the mud, And... I can't behave. No, it's not the heathen in me, It's just that I've been bleeding lately, Internally, don't turn to me. And I'll bite my tongue, the torrid weapon, I could learn a useful lesson. What's so great about the Great Depression? Is it a blast for you? Blasphemy. Our great adventure, Christmas in the snow. Senile dementia maybe, What a way to go. I can't behave. I know it’s not the heathen in me, It’s just that I’ve been bleeding lately, Internally. So turn to me. Bite your tongue, your torrid weapon, We could learn a useful lesson. Ain't it great, this Great Depression? It's not a blast for me, It's blasphemy
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