Love You Moon - Screams in a Vacuum (live) lyrics

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Love You Moon - Screams in a Vacuum (live) lyrics

Well, the name of the racket is mutual pleasure With a quota to fill and pages to cover Well, they're all full of violence, cheap s** and property And owe a middle cla** debt and wage slave lottery Well it all tastes like apathy and shrug shouldered boredum Keep turning that crank and doing your job son. (yeah!) Well theres a damn brunette wrapped in bronze patent leather She got hands on her flesh and a gaze "Come hither" High, high heels and a low self-esteem Ink on glossy paper she's a real wild thing With some tape, pair of scissors you can re-arrange her And she playing by the rules she keep her mouth SHUT She a real good woman, stick to her role Yeah she stays in her place, she dont put up a fight. (Thats a good dame) Well the pictures they tell me what it takes to be a man I need a high paying job and buy as much as i can And I ain't' really strong without a gun in my hand With a mouth full of meat I choke "United We Stand!" I gotta drink, f**, and fight i love my automobile And i pledge my allegence to invisible boundarys And I can't ever let no lady get the best of me. (Gotta keep that upper hand, Right?!) Well all the teachers and the preachers they got long wooden noses They tell me I'll be fine if i just compete I stand in line and I sing with their chior Do my part in society to aquire and produce And i sit in my seat and accept my submission Tell me never to rise unless i ask for permission Well the old tricky part now is convincing the children Should keep their fingers wrapped tight around the rope thats tugging Make that old tired game look hip & unique Make sure the motives are properly hidden Tell them every equation is solved absolute That theres good guys and bad guys like an old silent movie Oh, so the father will die for an intangability Well i guess thats just the cost of freedom and liberty. (Yeah! Ain't it sweet! Ain't it sweet?) Well the pen and the paper is a rock in the ocean Screams in a vacuum, hands in the copper's cuffs Story book dreaming for the hopeless romantic Don't be fooled thats just the way that they planned it