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1. _ Battle Hymn Of The Repugnant
She's a tramp and he's a loser
In a smoky bar from kafka's darkest dreams
And the critics know what crap is hip to swallow
It's all high volume
Her leather comes off in the back room
And a million screaming morons call it art
So much fun is not fun any longer
It's all high volume
High volume
As if i was the one to say
If it's right or if it's wrong
Close your eyes until it goes away
Turn it up until you hear the song
She's as sweet as skin, as deep as candy
But if it sells they'll never wonder why
'til the posers and the preachers mate like mongrels
It's all high volume
High volume
High volume
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2. _ The Master Thief Has Been Murdered
As a matter of fact, i did see that
Wondering what you were trying to prove
Caught in the act in a black and white photograph
I'll never know how much he stole from you
Rubies you begged him to take when he left
I was jealous before but i suddenly understand
Chorus:
The master thief has been murdered
Another legend revealed to be a man
And all the women are weeping
Because their diamonds are worthless once again
Somewhere in the night a church bell is ringing out
And paris is only an hour away
We course through the night
Like the blood from an angry heart
Chorus
Hush, baby, hush
Wish upon your lucky star
The romance has gone from the boulevard
And the danger has fled back to the ghetto's embrace
And this logical world has lost its magical face
Chorus
Put your pictures away with your dreams and your memories
Just give me your aching impermanent flesh
Let your decadence rest, tomorrow's another day
Somewhere in your eyes is a little girl
Aching for something you never can keep
Just lay yourself down
Inspiration will come to you
Chorus
The master thief has been murdered(x4)
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