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One, two, three, four and five!
Blood ran cold but I'm coming alive!
One, two, three, four and five!
Blood ran cold but I'm coming alive!
I once courted a boy
He looked a lot like me
But his eyelids were destroyed, and his pupils
Kept sucking up data files like noodles
Pleasured himself to the music
Of well-dressed inbred college students
As his girlfriend starved on the altar
To his blog of the sickening things he would call her
But now I'm coming alive
And like a weed on fields
Of placid posies thrive, spewing glory
All draped in guts and their sense of a story
I need a song meant to rally the devils
Who dance on fields of brilliant treble
Need to ask you children a question
Do you really want to stand stiff at attention?
(No!)
Do you want it? Do you need it?
Do you feel it? D-do you want it?
(No!)
Do you see it? Believe it?
Do you, do you, d-do you want it?
Burn a miracle if you've got a soul
Burn a miracle, burn America
Burn a miracle if you've got a soul
Burn a miracle, burn America
I saw Stereohead
They looked a lot like the same band
But they were deaf, and their singer
Kept twirling around on a slick middle finger
And I'm awash in thunder and venom
They try to hold you down but I won't let 'em
As we emerge from the muck and the mire
We're gonna set their champagne god on fire
Sing!
(No!)
Do you want it? Do you need it?
Do you feel it? D-do you want it?
(No!)
Do you see it? Believe it?
Do you, do you, d-do you want it?
(No!)
Do you want it? Do you need it?
Do you feel it? D-do you want it?
(No!)
Do you see it? Believe it?
Do you, do you, d-do you want it?
Burn a miracle if you've got a soul
Burn a miracle, burn America
Burn America if you've got a soul
Burn America
Burn America
Burn America
Burn the dream!
I know a place where the moon goes to fly
I know that dreams swarm and sting as they die
Let their corpses ride horses and stab through the sun
You loathe a life that you've barely begun to live
To live
One, two, three, four and five!
Blood ran cold but I'm coming alive!