bring it back into black
get the shit on
with your freak on
with the things on
on on on

line

shock and awe and amaze me
be good
ERASE ME get the fuck off
and go and
get the back off
why don't you
go back back back back
do the trackback
heel the front and
kill the fun and

fine

ticker tick and tickin' round the clock
be sure to know
draw two arms and legs and
whatcha know

bring out the band
give a bright smile
split your lips
into two
screaming up around all about
what's going on?

television on show
for sale
kicking up in the hearts of men
why don't you
SCREAM

for ice ice ice
cream

say the words you wanna hear
be the person you've always been
scare the shit
right outta them and

bring it back into black

some fear it has on
things to show
for sale and to be
sure for sure
that all the hands
and all the hoods to
see in space are
gone for good.

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