You come in, check my time
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You got fornication crimes
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I've seen your hope on television
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Where you've been, wore my word
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They've got tricycles in skirts
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This is a mouth that needs religion
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And they all want to love the cause
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'Cause they all need to be the cause
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They all want to fuck the cause
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So take me down, down through this
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Kill the common law that missed
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This is the blood I love to share
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Little pistols and companion halls
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Desperation tentacles
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I've been alone since '89
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We've got a menstruating disguise
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Then know three completes the five
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This is a church that should believe
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And they all want to free the cause
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'Cause they all need to dream a cause
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They all need to be a cause
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You've got all and it's
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Pretty good but I
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Seem to be in disbelief
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You come in, check my time
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You've got fornication crimes
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I've seen your death on television
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Cue immortal child like times
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Separation is divine
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Here is a strike beneath your knees
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And they all want to love the cause
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'Cause they all need to be the cause
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They all want to fuck the cause
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Take me down, down through this
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Kill the white within the bliss
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Here is a waiting room
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That wants to save your life
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And they all want to love the cause
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They all need to be the cause
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They all want to dream a cause
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They all need to fuck the cause
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Cause = Time
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Broken Social Scene |