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Viva La Dilación

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[Aug. 26th, 2005|10:54 pm]
Viva La Dilación

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Up in the church under the steeple open the doors and see the finger people
All the same today, looking at them say:
Hey man, stand up for the sinner
Revolution for the soul
Revolting as the winners

Call me critical fucking hypocritical
I don’t give a shittle and I wont eat your skittles
I’ll do just what you want to. Tell me what you want to do
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And blow up the pop stand, rock down the taxes
Funny pictures off office paper faxes
Fun to make you smile
Be friends for just a little while
Make it a joke, poke in the hole
Tell them its something, the glass is half full
And irony is basic, the rest of us have faced it
Hold up sugar you wont know till you taste it
But you’re to pure to be, and then that’s why you cant see
I get mad at perfection because I’m and indiscretion
Inertia makes it fast, the mortar makes it last
So sit and watch the glue
Patching up your favorite shoes

I’m nothing but critical fucking hypocritical
Nothing but a shittle and they call me M.C. skittle
You do what you want. Don’t need to do it for you.

Observe the little verbs
And how you shape your words
Romantic at the core
And wretched ever more
Carper to my people
Underneath the steeple
They pray to someone else
Some afraid of themselves

Call me critical fucking hypocritical
I don’t give a shittle and I wont eat your skittles
I’ll do just what you want to. Tell me what you want to do.
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