Pistols at Dawn

I'm the smoke behind the screen, astronaut in the limosineNow picture us amphetamines, a taxidermy in your magazinesThe mutiny amongst the fees, all the cards hiding up my sleevesBandages, a stripper's thighs tell the jury you're an animal

Yeah, oh yeah!

[Hook]Best made plans can wait, don't need them nowThis aggravation is heavy dutyBest made plans can wait, don't need them nowYou've got to slow down and see the beauty

Straighten up, take your pills, nuts is watching, so forget your thrillsPlastic limbs, antidotes, now you see it was all a hoaxMicrochips inside your ears tapping in to your inner fearsLousy kids, we can tick beaten up with the ugly stick

Yeah, oh yeah

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Oh, temper, temper, missyResorting to violence if you disagreeOh, the rhythm, the rhythm is slowHave to admit you're the star of the showOh, temper, temper, missySitting there laughing, it's now that you seeOh, the visions, the visions are blackTears on your gravestone, you're not coming back

I'm the smoke, a mockingbird, the filthy joke that you overheardSo giz a squeeze, I am you, you're always fucked but you never knew

Yeah, oh yeah

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