2011-11-17 06:27:43 UTC
There's a nuisance going on alright
The picketers insist all f**king night
'Til their words lock a pattern into my head
I sing along to the overly rehearsed chants
Sing: "The Preacher has poisoned saliva
He likes to rub it in the minds of others"
Alternate lyrics scribbled on a thin sheet of wood
Adorned with images of the illiterate covered in soot
Is the floating crown just a cheap effect?
Oh, you sly pickpockets
You almost had me going there for a moment
There's a nuisance going on alright
The picketers insist all f**king night
'Til their words lock a pattern into my head
I sing along to the overly rehearsed chants
Sing: "There's more than one set of lips to feed
Give us all a share of the corporate greed"
Alternate lyrics scribbled on a thin sheet of wood
A collage of faces swimming in a tide of billboards
Is the floating crown just a cheap effect?
Oh, you sly pickpockets
You almost had me going there for a moment
The tunes
These tunes
Are so catchy
The tunesĀ
These tunes
Are so catchy
The tunesĀ
These tunes
Are so damn catchy
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