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SINGER: Cats Are Aliens
SONG:Fit To Drop
Not until you're older mommy's little sunshine mommy's special treasure proper little einstein such a rosy future speaking relativitiy Record in a folder rectum full of sunshine mommy's little soldier shooting in the mainline such a pretty picture hanging in the gallery But if you break ranks to save face two more will take your place don't need you, won't miss you and if you lay down, play dead they check with bayonets the nature of nature is all, is all gone to pot Tearing down the posters eva herzigova and anna kournikova single days are over chewing with the neighbours skipping with the ball and chain Picking through the embers desperate to remember the youthful optimist of a decade this november double days are over years have gurgled down the drain But if you break ranks to save face two more will take your place don't need you, won't miss you and if you lay down, play dead they check with bayonets the nature of nature is all, is all gone to pot and i feel, i feel fit to drop And if you break ranks to save face two more will take your place don't need you, won't miss you and if you lay down, play dead they check with bayonets the nature of nature is all, is all gone to pot Vacant sunken eyeball looking for a handout for a suit of armour white knight in a raincoat if you smell defeat ride off on your trusty steed Nothing to be scared of just a little daylight coffin-dodger vampire rabbit in the headlight i've got to get a grip i've got to get over this But it's all, it's all gone to pot and i feel, i feel fit to drop it's all, it's all gone to pot and i feel, i feel fit to drop.
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