When your worthy words get worthless, become too complex to mean anything, and when your nimble tongue gets twisted, unwittingly wicked, and when your winning smiles fail, your fingers flail, with your oiseaux de guerre, we'll be made aware. We'll be made aware.
One year from here, or maybe nine, you will come to me crying but never mind that now. You've got a death drive and a 4/4 beat, so try it. Oh, it's new because it's you. And who am I, oh who am I?
Brother, why in the heat of July do you wear your long sleeves? It never leaves you if you never let it go. You've got more than enough, but why are you compelled to share?
One year from here, or maybe nine, you will come to me crying but never mind that now. You've got a death drive and a 4/4 beat, so try it. Tomorrow starts here as you finish your beer, so how can I say no? You've got a love song and a drum machine, so go ahead. Oh, it's new because it's you. And after all, who am I? Oh, who am I?
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