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21picnicsCold You know the yolk it's spreading from You laugh as people scatter 'bout Surrounded by a veil of stars You realize your life is dark Earth gets colder every day If scientists could have their way They'd study us from far away And watch as people's minds decay Cold Your body's in the hands of fools With swimming pools and low IQ's There's nothing to see, nothing to do Buy your stocks and sell your jewels Bill collectors stole my mail My wife and kids are all for sale I hope to god I go to jail And no one can come up with bail Cold life I can't control my buried thoughts The slightest thing makes me distraught I'm like the people I once fought My every action's being bought Robot trainers earn their pay As mutant kids go out to play It's such a pretty pretty day With orange nights and days of grey Cold I've now become a nervous wreck I'm getting closer to my death I keep expecting my last breath As all my friends just laugh and jest The earth is such a filthy place And human such an awful race And I'd rather live in outer space Where death goes at a slower pace Cold life I'm falling First last night we're riding home With friends in a big blue car For this man fed us rubbish As if it were caviar We told him; 'sir, please go away! We're innocent of crimes!' He hit me with his black nightstick And all I heard were cries I'm falling I asked her for a date one night She thought it'd be a laugh I'd take her to a restaurant And then up to her pad I waited at my house that night For her phone call to come She'd gone off with a ruffian And he came by with a gun I'm falling I'm falling Yes I'm falling
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Cold You know the yolk it's spreading from You laugh as people scatter 'bout Surrounded by a veil of stars You realize your life is dark Earth gets colder every day If scientists could have their way They'd study us from far away And watch as people's minds decay Cold Your body's in the hands of fools With swimming pools and low IQ's There's nothing to see, nothing to do Buy your stocks and sell your jewels Bill collectors stole my mail My wife and kids are all for sale I hope to god I go to jail And no one can come up with bail Cold life I can't control my buried thoughts The slightest thing makes me distraught I'm like the people I once fought My every action's being bought Robot trainers earn their pay As mutant kids go out to play It's such a pretty pretty day With orange nights and days of grey Cold I've now become a nervous wreck I'm getting closer to my death I keep expecting my last breath As all my friends just laugh and jest The earth is such a filthy place And human such an awful race And I'd rather live in outer space Where death goes at a slower pace Cold life I'm falling First last night we're riding home With friends in a big blue car For this man fed us rubbish As if it were caviar We told him; 'sir, please go away! We're innocent of crimes!' He hit me with his black nightstick And all I heard were cries I'm falling I asked her for a date one night She thought it'd be a laugh I'd take her to a restaurant And then up to her pad I waited at my house that night For her phone call to come She'd gone off with a ruffian And he came by with a gun I'm falling I'm falling Yes I'm falling
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