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07-10-2005, 01:41 AM | #1 (permalink) | |
Groupie
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: Leeds
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Simple lyrics.
I was just messing about and i came up with some lyrics, what do you think of them?
will post more when i find them. Your mouth is moving your eyes are blinking but you might aswell beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee BRAIN dead.... You're talking bollocks polotics and fame An' lets be honest If we're being honest I couldnt give a **** Coz you're brain DEAD! BRAIN DEAD! You're on the tv. 23/7 out of touch with the rest of the world You don't know what we want to hear coz you're just here to keep the board room HAPPPPPPPY You're just a slave Coz you're brain DEAD! BRAIN DEAD! A slave of the corporation and like the rest of them you had no idea noooo idea. Coz you're brain DEAD! BRAIN DEAD! But now you seeeeeeee What they did to you and you're ashamed to be a slave
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07-10-2005, 03:45 AM | #3 (permalink) | |
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Lol, it was just a bit of a mess around.
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07-11-2005, 11:22 PM | #7 (permalink) | ||
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and...Mr Slogan...ill have none of that talk....lets leave that to dirt.
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07-12-2005, 12:25 AM | #9 (permalink) | |
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sounds like a song someone like the vandals might do. i dont know why exactly, thats just the way it struck me.
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