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Sleep Of The Just

アーティスト:The Fatima Mansions  アルバム:Popemobile 

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Lift up your head, lift up your head Your room in this decade of eathquake and bile awaits you like a stewardess's mortuary smile You'll miss all the fun, you'll miss all the fun A rich man turned pauper, his death marked (a sham) I can't get back to see it, 'til you lift up your head Me and mine are fools, me and mine are fools say our elders who despise us, though we're no longer young They're tired of our sneering, and we've blocked out their main street's sun They're sleeping as we rise, one punch is drunk with pride resides in (brutal face), sick from petrol smoke and (steak) The few bohemians, with their too-white shopping wrists confide in some crimson (page)


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