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SINGER: Fugazi
SONG:Oh
Number one in acquisitions now there is no foreign soil go global like a round thing go global like a hole To every money matchmaker splicing green as fast as you can: let's break it down and start again Memo to the partners: i'm changing all the locks i'm pissing on your modems i'm shredding all the stocks choose a color for your ceiling i'm waiting for the bottom to drop in a room so brightly lit i can't see in You would never say you were out of time (your secret's out) coming with the fiction all the time (your secret's out) but, there's a call coming on the other line your secret's out Lap of luxury lapping waste crusing towards a bruising crash thread-heald anvil's going to break When the letter returns to the sender i can hardly wait god, this room's so brightly lit i can't see shit Thank you, may i have another? i will be your eager driver your service provider your maitre'd Thank you, may i have another please?
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