AWA

No Son Of Mine

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  • 2007.09.04
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We've drained full confession booths Polluted drinking wells with our repentances And then stood grinning with our arm Around our shoulders of a rotting child Hold that pose, provisional arrogant little pigs Who devour their siblings Shoot that dog if we can't afford to feed Shoot that dog if we can't afford to feed Famine fathered a moth Famine fathered a moth that begot our fathers Keep your voices down, I'm sneaking out Hey, what's the big idea? Keep your fucking hands off the insight That rat has got it's mother's eyes That rat has got it's mother's eyes Breeding and nausea They are pouring themselves into the sea Stop thief, stop thief, stop thief, stop thief Stop thief, stop thief, stop thief, stop thief Leave your drunken accident at the prom It'll grow to mend your broken heart Don't sign the dotted line Every house is a little bit of Hollywood Don't sign the dotted line Every house is a little bit of Hollywood The world is too incredible To bring such ugliness into it The artist is sneaking down the hall To impregnate the last of its kin Indiscernible mute in a swarm of derivatives I deny any part, I deny any part Deadbeat, godfather Deadbeat, godfather Deadbeat, godfather Deadbeat, godfather Bite your tongue, who taught you those words? Blaspheme, when you are under my roof Don't ever say rock and roll Don't ever say rock and roll

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