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Blasphemy lyrics
The Egyptians built their pyramids
The Romans did what they did
Now everythingÂs come down to this
ItÂs just you and I, our kin!!!
We could send a million to the moon
But why canÂt I get on with you?
Cellophane around my mouth
Stops the anger sipping out
Our deaf and dumb dinners
Gravy in the mud
No singles, just fillers
Sometimes I wish I could
But I canÂt behave
I know itÂs not the heathen in me
ItÂs just that IÂve been bleeding lately,
Internally
DonÂt turn to me,
Bite your tongue, the torrid weapon
You could learn a useful lesson
WhatÂs so great about the Great Depression
Is it a blast for you?
Blasphemy
Words cut like a knife throughVaseline
You canÂt really mean what you mean
When you say what you say
So tourettes make them come out that way,
Wish I was here well I wish you werenÂt
Your gift of angerÂs better burnt
If nothingÂs said then nothingÂs learnt
I though I wasnÂt but IÂm really hurting
Our deaf and dumb dinners,
ThereÂs gravy in the mud
And I canÂt behave
No, itÂs not the heathen in me
ItÂs just that IÂve been bleeding lately,
Internally
DonÂt turn to me
Bite my tongue, the torrid weapon
We could learn a useful lesson
WhatÂs so great about the Great Depression
Was it a blast for you,
Blasphemy
A great adventure Christmas in the snow
Senile Dementia maybe, what a way to go
I can't behave
I know itÂs not the heathen in me
ItÂs just that IÂve been bleeding lately,
Internally
So turn to me
Bite your tongue, your torrid weapon
We could learn a useful lesson
In a greatness great depression
ItÂs not a blast for me,
ItÂs blasphemy
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