AWA

Disgrace

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  • 2002.10.15
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When you drive a nail through all that's good The carpenter becomes the wood If my concentration sounds like wreckage It's 'cause I got a new feeling every thirty seconds We put a monkey up in space And I know exactly how he felt Looking at a latticework of stars Missing his brothers back home too much for a postcard Mercy, have we gone too far? Who put all these criminals in charge? Did they win or just hold all the cards? I'm leaving my place in LA, I'm gonna live in my car Surgery girls from the USO Flown farm-fresh, pure as snow Hand me that flask, I just can't take it She had the eyes of my mom but she was turning me on, now I'm fading I got duct tape all around my heart I got a satellite dish to julienne my mind Two hundred channels, nothing's on But those network news can make your eyes see blonde Mercy, have we lost our way? Did we come down the ladder from the apes? Will the beard of the prophet be assuaged? I was putting my shit in the car when the 'copters came They put a monkey in the white house And his uncle in the movies Now the real monkey wants a recount He just couldn't believe they were his own family with those values Mercy, pick up your guitar We'll need a lot of heroes for this war Will the last band please bring the flag? 'Cause no one's rocking the boat and some kids here say they want to dance

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