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SINGER: Dog Fashion Disco
SONG:Leper Friend
Pretty faces, pretty hip bodies hang to drain and drip so submit and let's pretend you're not a hollow charlatan Velcro whores they fill the streets infecting everyone they meet the hourglass is karmas curse each grain of sand's a universe Laser beams and cattle prods sacrifices for the gods divinities orgasmic hymns will fuck you with prosthetic limbs Ulcerations form, they know soon will lose fingers and toes swollen ends, bloody gauze curse us all I've watched you suffer for so long it seems somehow i look the other way I've watched you fall apart like my leper friend somehow i look the other way An outcast deprived of festal joy prostration, it seems is here to stay My limbless friend will die alone a torso of flesh upon the throne My limbless friend will die alone a torso of flesh upon The cure for clinical depression is a lobotomy the cure for clinical depression is a lobotomy My limbless friend will die alone a torso of flesh upon the throne My limbless friend will die alone a torso of flesh upon the throne My limbless friend will die alone a torso of flesh upon the throne My limbless friend will die alone a torso of flesh upon the throne
I've watched you fall apart like my leper friend somehow i look the other way I've watched you suffer for so long it seems somehow i look the other way
Leper, leper friend (x3)
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