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Bang the gavel bang the drum words come rolling off the tongue memories fade when they disappear look at me I'll be your auctioneer Sell the pictures on your shelf into the frames fit someone else sell the carpets sell the chandeliers leave things to me I'll be your auctioneer voices echo down empty halls then they'll suffer through withdrawals knowing that they're not welcome here that much is clear while I'm your auctioneer State your preference state your price then leave us to our own device walls around us to make things disappear we'll start over I'll be your auctioneer voices echo down empty halls then they'll suffer through withdrawals Songtexteknowing that they're not welcome here that much is clear while I'm your auctioneer Bang the gavel bang the drum words come rolling off the tongue memories fade when they disappear look at me I'll be your auctioneer Aus Songtexte Mania