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Boys: Shoot to thrill from the hip. It's time we
put the act in action. We've tricked the pigs into
thinking that this auction is a pageant. In no
time there will be makeup on our new set of
cutlery. The livestock is star struck. They're all
salivating like ravenous cartoons. Goddamn animal.
You'd better watch where you spit. Squeal like
soft music. If it helps, we'll dim the lights on
the floor. Neon bulbs are the cosmetics of swine.
Everybody looks quite dazzling, trussed up in
there formal attire. You'd make a great secret if
i could keep you, but we all spill out guts. We're
locked and loaded. Drip fed and bloated. Our
trigger fingers snagged in the mouse trap of the
moment. Turn the lights off on us, like a moth
left in the cold. In the dark, begging for more.
When the urgency strikes, you'd better not lose
your nerve. It's the rush that the cockroaches get
at the end of the world. It's alright. There's a
pail by the bed if you need it (but you're doing
just fine). When in Rome we shall do a the Romans,
when in Hell we do shots at the bar. Last call,
kill it. We don't think in terms of mornings
afters and we don't utter a single word of the
night befores. In the meantime we're just
thoughtless incessant buzzing aparatus.
Disillusioned and lonelier than the last man
stading. It doesn't get any better than this so
run like hell. This is a rock and roll takeover.
Living each day one night at a time. There were
mercy fucks, there was blood. You should have been
there by my side. This is passion, this is red
handed denial. I have no lover and she hasn't the
prettiest eyes. Last call, kill it.
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