Beg the bee's forgiveness as it's falling from your sleeve
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Watch its guts pump poison into sting
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Watch it reach completeness, see it fall asleep
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Legs above fold in eternal dream
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Oh that calls to mind a joke, an off coloring
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About these fools blindfolded, drugged, and raped and left laughing
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They let the devil in, he brought his pirate friends
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They brought a hunger for blood, and flesh and bone and skin
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So teeth left chattering, and tongues flexed to sing
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Got dressed up in so many fancy things
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Is it a waste of time, please tell me if you mind
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Me dipping into useless sentimentality
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A rant on how things used to be when this shit was free
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I answered my own question, I can hear the crickets yawning
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But in the back pocket of a discarded pair of jeans
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Is still a priceless ticket to the grandest opening
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So when the chariot arrives, you'd best enjoy the ride
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Cause when we get to heaven's gate, we're not getting inside
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Better beg forgiveness
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Better drop to knees
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Better find your ticket
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Before we join the bees
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Let The Devil In
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TV On The Radio |