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Floating like a dance on oily water
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Floating like a dance on oily water |
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since 2003-12-21
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Floating like a dance on oily water Greasing sweat on an elected head Vapour removed by machine Applied to the armpits instead Sense regurgitated by a dream Of flowing times Echoing nothing But money You never saw Never knew Never paid Dancing words to your ears Bypassing your brain They anchored in your pocked And left your brain alone Soundbites Float across your eyes Ricocheting Are we all home alone Control freaks at every door The Komissar demands The milk is late this morning When is this in hand I didn’t sign up for this I signed for the Promised Land |
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