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SINGER: Harvey Danger
SONG:Loyalty Bldg.
Slow to marry, swift to die, we leave disasters where they lie i know these lines look crooked on paper, but i swear i got it straight in my head and if you’re looking for somebody to blame, i recommend the dead (i recommend the dead ‘cause they never answer back). Skinny dipping in the lake, i got the itch, i drank the wake would somebody please hand me a towel? and now we’re up on molehill mountain, scraping coins out of the fountain with the retinue of dirty old young, young men (again). but when i get back from nashville, I’m renting a room in the loyalty building, i’m sure that the prospects are sound in the event of calamitous circumstance or great good fortune. there must be a reason, there must be a plan. A palace in receivership, a jester with a busted lip, a catalog of crooked answers... we’ve all heard about the rapist nun. she pulled a switch on everyone. the altar boys aren’t having fun and the papacy is drawing up the papers (behind closed doors). but in the me-heanwhile... I’m renting a room in the loyalty building i’m sure that the prospects are sound in the event of calamitous circumstance or great good fortune there must be a reason there must be a plan.
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