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Fame throwa pass out the gold,

The diamon watch the last reward,

All the things we had before

You sold us out and took it all

Head-borne cries from zenith sluts

Astral rites from dead-end ruts

These ends are sickened wars [x2]

Hes one of our nations spies

Hes one of our first recruits

I click with her leather thighs

Hes one of our first recruits

How can you know?

In the distance lies a grower,

Ne rudolph, king fame throwa,

Son of groupie, bed-worn sexan

Spent his cash convincing us

That the desert was a starscape

Took our lives for satellites so we could cry:

*****, *****, foul.

Hes one of our nations spies

Hes one of our first recruits

I click with her leather thighs

Hes one of our first recruits

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