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You'll believe in anything, they tell you how to thinkA simple dance a circle in the raging roller rink A trading in the alley, booking up a stormForget about reality 'cause nothing meets the norm (I'm not really sure about this verse)Pre-chorusSo what can you do, you say?They owe me a few, yeahBlue tip me a cue, yeahChorusYou got that look on your faceYou'd like to be in the raceYou cannot hide your disgraceYou leave without a trace? black and white TV, stroking all the gun heads into the ninth degreeYou hear the screamers coming they clamor in disguiseYou think that you'd be running to the other sidePre-ChorusChorus (last line replaced with "can't fill an empty space")You stupefy the thinkersYou harden all the flakes (?)Letras de cancionesAnd all the things you think are trueOnly mystify the fakesWell keep your hat on backwardsAnd keep your lips tucked inThe world is full of quackers and bellybutton rings I know you'd like to be immune to the things they sayYou're hung up on your heroes and upon the beast you pray Pre-ChorusChorus X2 From Letras Mania