Fear Before The March Of Flames - Whisky Is Alright In Its Place, But Its Place Is In Hell lyrics

I am I am the street peddler I am I am the street peddler I am I am the street peddler I am I am I am I am the miracle I am I am the miracle I am I am the miracle JUICE Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Buyer in the balcony (section) Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Do I hear? Buyer in the balcony (section) Sold to the vampire and his lovely establishment Vampire and his lovely establishment If integrity were a wooden spike, we'd all be f**ed Push the corpses into the gutter We'd say to one another These smart-a** children had it coming These smart-a** children had it coming These smart-a** children had it coming These clones drone along to their power These clones drone along to their power

These clones drone along to their power These clones drone up sell up sell These smart-a** children had it coming up sell up sell up sell These smart-a** children had it coming These smart-a** up sell up sell up sell If we're going out to dance (You're up for sale) they're pissing in the disco halls (You're up for sale) up sell. up sell. up sell. If we're going out to dance (You're up for sale) they're pissing in the disco halls (You're up for sale) up sell. up sell. up sell. up sell. up sell. up sell. This is our lives watched by the auctioneer This is our lives watched by the auctioneer up sell. up sell. up sell. up sell. up sell. up sell. up sell. up sell. up sell. up sell. up sell. up sell.