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There's no time for the mawkish, sentimental eyesThere's no martyrs death makes wholeTake what the kids scream from monolithic mountainsidesClaiming heaven's got no soulHow are we to know where the lovers go?Should we play closet truth or dare?You look heavenly though, hair in your CheeriosThe only thing we both shareAnd it's all I can say for the way we put together nowI wanna (rock, rock, rock)Yeah, I wanna (rock, rock, rock, rock)And it's all I can take not to say we've got this "love" thing downWe gonna (knock, knock, knock)Yeah, we gonna (knock, knock, knock, knock)All the filth of this city's got me polarizedBass in quadraphonic slimeTime and space part like seas in anamorphic skiesRaking jewelry from the minesWhat are we to do?Love in Pay-Per-ViewThere's just cheaters in this gameSo ready or not, blindfolds in parking lotsLetras de cancionesDonning nights that all end up the sameAnd it's all I can say for the way we put together nowI wanna (rock, rock, rock)Yeah, I wanna (rock, rock, rock, rock)And it's all I can take not to say we've got this "love" thing downWe gonna (knock, knock, knock)Yeah, we gonna (knock, knock, knock, knock) From Letras Mania