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All of the high rolling and the soft focus Helps with the stockpilling of your wooden selfOnly in high rolling and in soft focusDo we really ask, 'Is there not more than this?'It's a trench and the cult and the culture it breedsOnly serves to feed one side and crush the restThose that siphon the green from the air that we breathe To line fat pockets with the residueAnd we suffer in silent moth balled furyTrees that have long since shed their ringsAs if to rub out the ball point memory of a thousand sinsHoly Moses and holy cowMy varicose root are coming outAnd my sinew fingers throw them awayA ring per sinA ring per sinAll of the high rolling and the soft focus Helps with the stockpilling of your wooden selfOnly in high rolling and in soft focusDo we really ask, 'Is there not more than this?'SongtexteIt's a trench and the cult and the culture it breedsOnly serves to feed one side and crush the restThose that siphon the green from the air that we breathe To line fat pockets with the residueAnd we suffer in silent moth balled furyTrees that have long since shed their ringsAs if to rub out the ball point memory of a thousand sinsHoly Moses and holy cowMy varicose root are coming outAnd my sinew fingers throw them awayA ring per sinA ring per sinOnly in high rolling and in soft focus (I will make you bleed)Only in high rolling and in soft focus (I will close your eyes)Only in high rolling and in soft focus (You'll never quit) Only in high rolling and in soft focus Aus Songtexte Mania