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SINGER: Primitive Radio Gods
SONG:Rocket
Rocket, rocket, the skins like the sun like the red colored one that they call my rocket, rocket, that some ancient tune that invented the moon and the stars now that i've found you i'm learning the sound to explain how you are i'm a soul…built on reactions and fatal attractions and phony hopes Rocket, rocket, the flowers of death and the gin-tainted breath of don juan rocket, rocket, the people should know that the radar won't show where you are now that i've found you i'm learning the sound to explain how you are i'm a soul…built on reactions and fatal attractions and phony hopes Rocket my soul, swallow me whole, the rocket begins rocket you know, when i explode, the rocket song ends Rocket, rocket, this deep outer space to replace what you reach from within rocket, rocket, the message to millions who don't understand what you're told now that i've found you i'm learning the sound to explain how you are i'm a soul…now that i've found you this song is about to now that i've found you this song is about to now that i've found you this song is a sound on your stereo Rocket my soul, swallow me whole, the rocket begins rocket you know, when i explode, the rocket song ends rocket you sought, whether or not, the air was too thin wherever you go, rocket you know, that i'll be your friend
submitted by michael hack
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