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Vigilantes Of Love
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Welcome to Struggleville (Live)
All is quiet on the Western front, there appears to be a lull. John and Jane Doe are sleeping well tonight with the little thoughts inside their skulls. Salome she's undressed to the nines although a few pounds fatter. She's got Pavlov's bells on her ankles and wrists, she coming at you with her platter. I stole down to the waterfront to escape the desert heat. What on earth you gotta do around here to try and get yourself a drink Heard John the Baptist preaching 'Make way for the King, but if you wanna recognize him, you gotta tell me all your sins' They are building a new gallows for when You show up on the street. Polishing the electric chair, they're gonna give You a front row seat. Heard a sneer outside the garden; salutation so well-heeled: 'Welcome all you suckers to Struggleville' Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
I've been trying to negotiate peace with my own existence. She's gotta stockpile full of weaponry; she breaking every cease-fire agreement. Whole thing is full of decay just as sure as I'm made of dust, and into rust I know the beast is falling. They are building a new gallows for when You show up on the street. Polishing the electric chair, they're gonna give You a front row seat. Heard a sneer outside the garden; salutation so well-heeled: 'Final Stop! No points beyond Struggleville, Welcome all you suckers to Struggleville' In the hole from the beginning/wherever Truth shows up, it'll go on the chopping block.
Note: Inspired by Edward Knippers' painting, 'The Prize' (Salome with the head of John the Baptist
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