In the name of callous talk:
This unborn age has reached its botch
Lollipop, Lollipop

Mouth of salivatng froth, thy stomach does as stomach wants, contagious every single suck, the flavour takes it, takes its time

Lollipop, Lollipop

Can't contain the nervousness that creeps into the loins of us. Our fate concieved of block by block and word for word we walk the talk, hapless, every single one of us, we favour this in the ways that we waver.

Lollipop, Lollipop

Hazing is punch or to be punched, we whimper what we have not fought, the body bruised, our fingers fraught, we want lollipops to be our bread and bacon, in out blood and our bones, our brothers to be naked with, terrify, although our words will be vacant, in the same of talk and this godless creation.

Lollipop, Lollipop

Turning into sap
the incredulous man
stumbles as he glances away
the harrowing way.

Lollipop, Lollipop, Lollipop, Lollipop

Face concealed by camera watch with sweaty paws and a stomach knotted by thoughts of lollipops, stick into a hot sticky mass in the pockets of the pants worn leaving the shop, with a skip and a hop, what a bim what a bop, what a bim what a bop what a bim, what a bop, bop pop.

Lollipop, Lollipop, Lollipop, Lollipop

He's taken in hand
Led by his favourite band
Mumbles as he dances
In a crumbling gang

Lollipop, Lollipop, Lollipop, Lollipop

Thunder shakes our nerves to pulp, we gather in a parking lot, our loot spread out, an even glop, our eyes welled up with tears of want, in tandem every single one of us, in our hapless condition that we made ourselves, in a sugar-rush, our bodies drop, oh our bodies drop, when the rhythm stops, when the rhythm stops, oh when the rhythm stops, when the rhythm stops STOP!

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    General CommentNot so much a meaning as a memory: so, it's an utterly gross day. An unfortunate break-up the day before, and the sky is a horrible grey overcast. A third of the way into their show, the Hidden Cameras take out bags of lollipops and throw them out to the first few rows of the audience before going into the song above.
    Goddamn that orange lollipop made everything better.
    LMKon January 16, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI LOVE this song. It describes so perfectly the nervousness of being a part of a mass, privy and a part of its mass psychology. Wanting to be a part of the crowd, knowing that violence can result (to the self, to the world) while also not being sure you want to participate.... 'tis a sugar rush baby.
    letsgetspecificon September 26, 2007   Link

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