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A car full of dickheads
revving their engine
all the peacocks strut down Oxford St.
then the night falls and we’re doing
the spider walk
some wander off and some of us go to sleep

We’re going places
we’re motivated
we’re making big plans
we’re kicking big cans
$10 hand jobs and slinging cheap cocaine

Stop the dancing
it can only get worse.
a handful of matadors waving their capes
against the new world
trust fund kids
trust the system’s rigged
but the sun never sets over Oxford St.

We’re going places
we’re motivated
we’re making big plans
we’re kicking big cans
filled with envy and the strangest of dreams
Another day
another something breaks
now we’re looking for a place
to lick our wounds in peace

I’m kicking myself back to sleep

We’re going places
we’re motivated
we’re making big plans
and kicking the shit out of cans
and the strangest dreams
Another day
another something breaks
and now we’re looking for a place
to lick our wounds in peace

I’m kicking myself back to sleep

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from The War Cry Of Failure LP, released November 6, 2015

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