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Dear Richard - Friction lyrics
And living at night isn't helping my complexion
The signs all say it's a social infection
A little bit of fun's never been an insurrection
Mom threw me out till I get some pants that fit
She just won't approve of my strange kind of wit
I get so excited I always gotta lose it
Then they send me off and make me take the cure
I don't need a cure, I don't need a cure
I don't need a cure, I need a final solution
I don't need a cure, I don't need a cure
I don't need a cure, I need a final solution
Buy me a ticket to a sonic reduction
Guitars gonna sound like a nuclear destruction
It seems I'm the victim of natural selection
Or maybe on another slide in another direction
I don't need a cure, I don't need a cure
I don't need a cure, I need a final solution
I don't need a cure, I don't need a cure
I don't need a cure, I need a final solution
Solution, solution, solution, solution
Solution, solution, solution, solution
Solution, solution
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- Track 9 on Datapanik in the Year Zero Disc 5
- 8 Autumn Leaves - Tripod Jimmie
- 10 You're Gonna Watch Me - Morgan,
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