Saturday, August 17, 2002

I Used To Hate Cell Phones But Now I Hate Car Accidents

lyrics and music by Norma Jean

From The Record, Bless The Martyr And Kiss The Child

run far away from what you have created
you have created this drama
my god rain down the power
my god rain down fire war
with these diamonds you cut your throat
code red. cut throat victim
the outside looks so good
it is so simple and yet they do not find
it is so simple and yet they do not mind
the tragedy is the ignorance
behind the clean casket
on the outside they look so good
they are walking
to wall street in a straight jacket

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