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The Fatales
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Ministry Of Defense
作词：Ben Weisman, Fred Wise
With whom am I speaking
This is the ministry of defense
Prepare to take notation now
We've never had a case like this
And he's lying on the bathroom floor
His overcoat's off the wall
And he's lying on the bathroom floor
He's shouting down the empty hall
(Tell her, tell her)
I had a revelation
(Tell her, tell her)
I'm out of medication
(Tell her, tell her)
To hell with resolution
(Tell her, tell her)
And maybe I've seen it all
And everyone's superstitious
It doesn't make an ounce of sense
Just please don't put your lips together
It's just a matter of self defense
And we're lying on the bathroom floor
His overcoat's off the wall
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And he's lying on the bathroom floor
He's shouting down the empty hall
(Tell her, tell her)
I'm out of medication
(Tell her, tell her)
I'm out of revelations
(Tell her, tell her)
To hell with reservations
(Tell her, tell her)
And maybe I've seen it all
And maybe I've seen it all
And maybe I've seen it all
And maybe I've seen enough
And maybe I've seen it all
And maybe I've seen it all
And maybe I've seen it all
And maybe I've seen enough
Enough enough enough enough
It's fading fast, these words are slurring
Have you any words to say?
Just tell her that I miss her dearly
And tell her that I'm coming home
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