The New Noise Theology (1998)

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Beyond ability & control we could be weekend lovers Steal a sentence and make a catch phrase parole for our revolution Whispered all across the street about the, about the new cool call Or screamed at your face like a scabs payroll Faces like angels, licking our fingertips We don't have the patience to deal with it With battered bodies & puckered lips We don't have the patience to deal with it A naive young secret for the new romantics We express ourselves in loud & fashionable ways A naive young secret for the new romantics We express ourselves in loud & fashionable ways Faces like angels, licking our fingertips We don't have the patience to deal with it With battered bodies & puckered lips We don't have the patience to deal with it. Yeah! Get down, get down. Can I get a witness? Oh! This I gotta see Bring it in! Bring it in! Bring it in! One more time for me. Yeah! Gotta get away from this town Bring it in! Bring it in! Bring it in! One more time for me. Go! We don't have the patience [Repeat 4x] Yeah! Get down Listen to him A naive young secret for the new romantics We express ourselves in loud & fashionable ways [Repeat: 4X]
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