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deadletter - line the cows كلمات الأغنية

dungarees, goggles, and an air of deceit
these cows have been milked beyond plausible reason
chortles and muttses and nothing else more
yet you′ll say “tom, i stole till your glutes is sore”
a lunchbox, a towel, a skateboard, a bag
insurance, some rubber band, fast food
a suffocating presence like s_x in a duvet
i’ve no other choice than embracing what you say

all this ubiquity is making me nauseous
lining the streets like the guards without a fortress
line the cows! line the cows!

to call it a day is more gracious a thing
then to keep churning out sour batches
not that i′d say it was good in itself
but a handful is better than the need for a shelf
a name’s unimportant, we’ll think of one later
by the time that we′re done we′ll be a household
there’s a bl__dy great pile of waste down the road
where lie our integrity, our substance and soul

all this ubiquity is making me nauseous
lining the streets like the guards without a fortress
line the cows! line the cows!
so take my money, sleeping people
take the lot you might as well
now get out of my personal sp_ce
don′t wanna see you squeeze again
not you, not any slight resemblance, acquaintance, nor alias
as for the brainwashed innocence that fell to you, our pious

line the cows and squeeze it out
line the cows and squeeze
line the cows and squeeze it out
bring ’em to their knees
line the cows and squeeze it out
line the cows and squeeze
what curd, what is to be procured
as yellow h_ll devours the world

all this ubiquity is making me nauseous
lining the streets like the guards without a fortress
all this ubiquity is making me nauseous
lining the streets like the guards without a fortress
all this ubiquity is making me nauseous
lining the streets like the guards without a fortress
line the cows!
line the cows!

- deadletter

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