I.C. Timer lyrics

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Artist: Les Savy Fav
Album: Rome (Written Upside Down)

Lyrics

On a plain
In a storm;
There they prayed
And there we got born

Rarely made
In rare form
Fairly played
And fairly forlorn

God bless the cyborgs at your door
Wretching ritch regrets on the bathroom floor
It feels like its been here 70 times before

We wish they would loose their appetites
For alcohol and acolytes
Still the starving set their sights on more

We had the jury hung
We had the judge strung up
And at the gallows steps
The twelve civilians slept

The drunken doctor almost cried
When he saw the cell divide
"In 30 days and 3 weeks time
This new body will fit fine!"

"Sit down, stand up."
This order is a set up
"Sit down, stand up."
This set up is a setup
I'd trade my mind for the written line!
I'd trade my eyes for satellites!
I'd trade my hand for iron clamps!
I'd trade my lungs for vacuum pumps!

That's what we wanted!

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"Rome (Written Upside Down)" album track list