“We’ve Learned To Touch, When Will They Learn To Feel?”

Laissez Faire’s The Lazy Repair

 

(Where’s the party?)

So get it straight- red and blue skid the scene

Boycott riot version pain-is-life point zero

Led by punk rollers by day

By night they’re black-eyed seeds

 

Call me dead-ringer

When I’m really a dread-ringer

20 dollar dreams they want more than rings

Give them the motive, they’ll kill themselves for you

 

You’ve got legs? Use my lady

You’ve got legs? Well, use ‘em baby

I think like the DNA

The DA to rightful thought

 

Truth to lies, past surfaces on eyes

Let it be, let them talk, let it be

The way they need

 

Passport paradise unannounced

Let it be, let it be, let it out

G-get out now

 

(Don’t ever dare)

To correct us all for another penny

You killed the speaker for preaching for love

Lead punk rollers by day

They’re drunk sober by night

 

And I’m not playing

The bad boy is singing

“The poor keep getting poorer, the rich inject the green”

I’ve got a motive, I might just kill for them

 

You’ve got legs? Use my lady

You’ve got legs? Well, use ‘em baby

I think like the DNA

The DA to rightful thought

 

Truth to lies, past surfaces on eyes

Let it be, let them talk, let it be

The way they need

 

Passport paradise unannounced

Let it be, let it be, let it out

G-get out now

 

Dead ringer, dread ringer

Gold ringer

Dead ringer, dread ringer

Gold ringer

Dead ringer, dread ringer

Gold ringer

Dead ringer, dread ringer

Gold ringer

 

Truth to lies, past surfaces on eyes

Let it be, let them talk, let it be

The way they need

 

Passport paradise unannounced

Let it be, let it be, let it out

G-get out now

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