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Evolution sucked us dry
Passed us by
Hardly made it through the winter
Failed to keep up
Failed to meet the standards
Rubbish toys on an assembly line
Somewhere
Along the road
We broke ourselves
Broke ourselves
To bend new rules
Somewhere
Along the road
We broke ourselves
Broke ourselves
To bend new rules
Are you up for yet another re-enactment of the end?
Let this be our epitaph
Burnt full circle now
You won’t recognize what you see
I’m gone
Just reaping what we’ve sown
I’m gone
Just reaping what we’ve sown
Somewhere
Along the road
We broke ourselves
Broke ourselves
To bend new rules
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The Office Romance
04:18
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The office romance
The office romance
The office romance
Is gonna LAST LAST LAST for as long as we’re both here
There’s nothing like some corporate adultery,
and honey: my conscience’s on sick leave
The office romance
The office romance
The office romance
Is gonna LAST LAST LAST for as long as we’re both here
We’re climbing the de-evolutionary ladder
Labrats stuck in a loop
The days of collapse will never hit us now that we’ve got this sweet release
Only the surveillance cams will know
We’ll slither through the grids
We’ll press delete
We’ll keep our desks clean
We’ll mess up the sheets
It’ll be like daytime TV
Re-runs of our prime
Petty carnal crime
Blessed overtime
The office romance
The office romance
The office romance
Is gonna last for as long as we’re both here
My secretary may think she’s prey
But compared to you, honey
She’s…just…mere…BAIT!
Sent off into boiling light
Where they’re headed
It feels quite right
The office romance
The office romance
The office romance
Is gonna last for as long as we’re both here
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They're By The Door Now
03:29
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I’m not asking, I’m telling you
This air’s not for whispers
Too much time was spent on these walls
Mine just caved in
only fists like hammers will make amends)
It spins so slow
Affecting every blow
A nosebleed in control
The purpose
Played out in front of me
Now gone without trace
I’ll re-inforce the barriers
Lace them with perfect cold chrome
It’s where I seem most as one
That fortress will be my home
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The Great Equalizer
03:38
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This party is overblown, makes me wish we weren’t born
The traces in our faces are the traces of mistakes
Let the crowd get overgrown, something true will start anew
Hope blossoms from the remnants of our homes
If Dr. Kevorkian were here,
he’d gently and with great compassion off the whole room
If Dr. Frankenstein were here,
he’d compose a jagged puzzle:
Gristle parts of fabled pasts
We need a storm
Rattle our bones!
We need a storm
Wash up on shores!
WE NEED A STORM!
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This Sect Oslo, Norway
Post-punk weirdos.
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