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Voice Of The Beehive - Playing House Lyrics

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  • He is walking to the slaughter of the hell that's called routine
  • She arises tried - she is feeding on the famine of the
  • Fat that's called the housewife
  • Making sure that it's all clean
  • This is the game called playing house
  • We're all screamin', no one's getting out
  • This is the game called playing house
  • He's starving for a surprise, she is aching for a sign
  • That things are not quite as simple
  • As they seemed to be designed
  • Give me complication, give me freezing in the heat
  • Give me some new kind of rhythm
  • Give me some new kind of beat
  • Don't give me the game called playing house
  • We're all screaming, no one's getting out
  • Don't give me the game called playing house
  • Playing house, Playing house
  • Destroy all that's creative - give routine a friendly face
  • Just give everyone a rhythm, just give everyone a place
  • That is the game that we've been told that we will play
  • And if we play ot long enough, it's bound to surely go away.

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