Spanish Bombs
Maxl
Does is smell like death in here yet? Set up shop we've got some money to make Come on that that handshake felt like an atom bomb And all the church choirs Sang for all the downtown saints with open arms They're waiting for the golden faith Lay your fear in the hands of the righteous Sign your name on the dotted line Sleep tight on the bed of diamonds And you know the dreams can't stop Alone lays this massive beast Out shining out shaking in the sun And they're building something different down there Something terrible and something clean They're building something down there And we talk about the widows When we know we're all to blame And they wouldn't dream to stop feeding the beast
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