Where would I stop in this town?
Not even for a traffic light!
Home to the new school generating graphic crime.
Shaking in his boots as they counted down from ten
Before zero was our hero in next weeks FHM.

Illuminously underrated blinding in my eyes
The tension was offending them and I was surprised
Baffled at the chapel but they weren't at all enticed
Grey mornings, we're recording the sound track to your life.

Mister, something hit ya from a height I can't estimate
Tricked ya just to wish ya never hit that red button, mate
Higher class dance school cast your mind to castrate
My feelings appealing to any official but magistrate

Do you want to celebrate this day?
Tonights another night
Or do you want to see the replay?
I know its such a shame that you never succeed maybe you had a bad
sex change catastrophe?

All as one we fire our guns
All as one we fire our guns
All as one we fire our guns
All as one we fire our guns
All as one we fire our guns
All as one we fire our guns
All as one we fire our guns
All as one we fire our guns
All as one we fire our guns
All as one we fire our guns
All as one we fire our guns
All as one we fire our guns


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Clandestine song meanings
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