Gitchy, gitchy, uh la la
Da doo ron ron
You won't get far
I'm machine, I'm obsolete
In the land of the free
Lobotomy
I wanna s**, I wanna lick
I want to cry and I want to spit
Tears of pleasure
Tears of pain
They trickle down your face the same
It's how you look
Not how you feel
The city of gla**
With no heart
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If I had a tail, I'd own the night
If I had a tail, I'd swat the flies
Gitchy, gitchy, uh la la
Da doo ron ron
You won't get far
Animals in
The midnight zone
When you own the world
You're always home
Get your hands dirty
Roll up them sleeves
Brainwashed or true believers
Buy flash cars
Diamond rings
Expensive holes to bury things
I'm machine
I'm obsolete
In the land of the free
Immortality
If I had a tail, I'd own the night
If I had a tail, I'd swat the flies
TV dancing on the scars, TV dance.