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How we do think
Think about this stuff right here,
what we have is a game,
the colours that we hold so dear,
are really all the same.

We're thinkers, we ain't doers,
the doers come from there,
stop living in the sewers,
and smell the open air.

They just want you all to help,
they know how smart your are,
stop telling all your ladies you're
going out in your new car.

You ladies who dream of Tom Cruise,
and wish that he was yours,
you'd better get back on the pews,
and praying just because.

Your god will only love you if
you know he's by your side,
stop thinking 'bout that ancient tiff,
and teach us all to hide.

It's beautiful, it's infinite,
but heck that takes too long,
so stop with all your looking and
just listen to her song.

If you can't hear it, you ain't here,
you already played your hand,
but worry not, we'll flash at you,
and soon you'll understand.

You say that this stuff moves too fast,
I say you take too much.
I'm working here and you do shit,
I've got a deadly touch.

Pollute, and steal, and kill yourselves,
you've pushed us way too far.
And Scotland's going to run you down,
in our brand new car.
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