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Lyrics
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Funny-paper necks and staple gun faces.
Skin peeping out between the tattooed places.
Star-crossed lovers with those interlinking lip rings.
Mutilated freaks with conductor punch piercings.
I stop and stare until they glare at me as if to say:
chorus: It's all about you,
you got no clue,
you're heading for a beatin',
YOU'RE JUST AN aNGST...
Angst Cretin.
Gorilla-armed guitarists with those knee-banging stances.
Mosh pit groupies doing slam bang dances.
Psychopathic singer with a godzilla voice box.
Spastic-eyed drummer boy in and out of detox.
I ostracize but turn my eyes for fear I'll hear them say:
chorus
Kamikaze carcasses underneath a half pipe.
High-flying masochists crashing on a red stripe.
suicidal skater with a bulls-eye haircut.
Crutch gimping casualties bandaged up like King Tut.
I watch them fly across the sky like birds I hear them cry:
chorus
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Credits
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Lyrics Credits: Jeff Root
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Music Credits: Jeff Root
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Producer Credits: Jeff Root
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Publisher Credits: Blackhole Publishing
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Performance Credits: Jeff Root
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Label Credits: Root Cellar Records
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Metadata
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Song Length: 3:36
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Primary Genre: Rock-Alternative
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Secondary Genre: Folk-Alternative
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Tempo: Medium Fast (131 - 150)
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Lead Vocal: Duet Male
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Similar Artist 1: B-52'S
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Similar Artist 2: Beck
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Language: English
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Era: 2000 and later
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