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down on the b-side with our jackets torn and our face it's worn we got lies to make us feel good we got sass to make us rock well: rock and roll. we got that phonographic sound no contracts, jewels or crowns no airwaves to be found cause we're down on the b-side we got styles to push us farther we got paints passed from our mothers we got noise to make us larger -large Aus Songtexte Mania