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Monks of Doom - Broadcast at Midday lyrics
Laughter on his breath The smell of fish clandestine hits The thief he will aspire To take the piece that he desires Contempt for the rest Know his past and second guess Still it's on his shirt The telltale signs with which he flirts And it's on the radio today Ringing in your ears it's in the way He won't be coming out today From the void into the fray From a broken egg the storm is born today Eyes blind with rage The deep caress of hell to pay She is all the world to all of me She is fascination clandestine She is burning now Brilliant flames from off the bow He is on the deck Sailing towards untouched points west She will return Deep within our veins We'll add it to our tab and wash away She is now omnipotent to me Everywhere in all I think and see And it's on the radio today Ringing in your ears it's in the way I wonder what she'd say But her face is just a memory And she hasn't got the New York Times to read If May could see today If May could speak today I know just what she's say To lots of folks you may be a saint But a death threat still makes you feel faint If May could speak today But the worms just eat away What May was yesterday |
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