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lirik lagu swingin' utters - no groove in gunsights

my bag of tricks is down to just to a bag
a home for the filthy, the filthy rich’s rags
fort-tude for many, a humping hole for hags
no subst-tute nor substance, life on the smelter’s slag
i’m the scapegrace who scissors through by busline
see no sympathy for obstacle, the stepped on and deprived
plug my ears, cover my eyes
but my fingers leak the cries of civilian, bombardier-evil ones, either side
an idle domicile of steel, bombed to a tin
no privacy, no profit, no prophecy to win
to show what she’s got inside, to show she’s wearing thin
to offend f-ck all, if she has f-ck all to defend

no grooves in gun sights
run through the dog bites
jesus and mary might

her bag of tricks is down just to a bag
a home for the filthy, the filthy rich’s rags
fort-tude for many, a humping hole for hags
no subst-tute nor substance, life on the smelter’s slag
when baby cries she’s mother’s little parasite
she bites off more than she can chew to secure her appet-te
mother’s got a pocket full of unheard lullabies
there is no groove in her bomb site
my friends were denied fuel by decree
g-ssed up goons on the fumes, void all civility
each shouting, “it will take a burden to break me, even on my b-m knee
and if you can handle a little sting, it wouldn’t hurt to believe me”
a creed, this dying breed, huddled close in the corners
the framing of the fraud, the immortal mourner
made to shirk the sh-t of battle, hearts of boron
a selfish, sinking ship with life rafts for the morons

no grooves in gun sights
bullets pierce the sunrise
cover your son’s eyes

- lirik lagu swingin utters

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