Disgrace

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When you drive a nail through all that's good
 The carpenter becomes the wood
 If my concentration sounds like wreckage
 It's 'cause I got a new feeling every thirty seconds
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 We put a monkey up in space
 And I know exactly how he felt
 Looking at a latticework of stars
 Missing his brothers back home too much for a postcard
 Mercy, have we gone too far?
 Who put all these criminals in charge?
 Did they win or just hold all the cards?
 I'm leaving my place in LA, I'm gonna live in my car
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 Surgery girls from the USO
 Flown farm-fresh, pure as snow
 Hand me that flask, I just can't take it
 She had the eyes of my mom but she was turning me on, now I'm fading
 I got duct tape all around my heart
 I got a satellite dish to julienne my mind
 Two hundred channels, nothing's on
 But those network news can make your eyes see blonde
 Mercy, have we lost our way?
 Did we come down the ladder from the apes?
 Will the beard of the prophet be assuaged?
 I was putting my shit in the car when the 'copters came
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 They put a monkey in the white house
 And his uncle in the movies
 Now the real monkey wants a recount
 He just couldn't believe they were his own family with those values
 Mercy, pick up your guitar
 We'll need a lot of heroes for this war
 Will the last band please bring the flag?
 'Cause no one's rocking the boat and some kids here say they want to dance
 

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Duration
06:23
Key
9
Tempo
134 BPM

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