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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]
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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"Refused Are Fucking Dead" as written by David Per/lyxzen Sandstrom
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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@xdarknessfallsx:
And in a similar way the notes are olso a reference to the lyrics in the same song:
"Born against are fucking dead that's what the answering machine said looks
like this is it!!! They talked one too many shit about the working class and
the government did you hear what those faggots said in some fanzine someone
else read I heard they're a bunch of spoiled little rich kids who need to get
their asses kicked fucking ingrates! fukcing pussies!! Born against are
fucking dead dead dead born against are fucking dead by order of the post
master general just like the panthers only this time for real because the
feds have tapped their telephone"
"Refused are fuckin dead that’s what the answering machine said, looks like this is it!!! They talked one to many shit about the upper-class and the government, did you hear what those faggots said in some fanzine someone else read. I heard they are a bunch of spoiled little rich kids who need to get their asses kicked. Fuckin ingrates! Fuckin pussies!! Refused are fuckin dead guaw huydsas kjhds aowedde (fighting sequence). Refused are fuckin dead by order of the postmaster general just like the panthers only this time for real because SAPO have tapped their telephones and the Umeå police raided their homes and they must have been killed."
How can it be amazing if you don't even know what it's about, and you can't say it's about something amazing if you're not even sure."
Songs can be amazing without knowing what they're about. Otherwise people couldn't enjoy music in languages they don't speak.
And she said it's "probably" about something amazing. She didn't say it was.
Reading comprehension is always a boon these days.
Sikdawg, they took the title from Born Against's Born Against Are Fuckin' Dead.
Good song though.
i dont know what this song is about
but its probably something amazing"
What the fuck, child?
How can it be amazing if you don't even know what it's about, and you can't say it's about something amazing if you're not even sure.
But I personally think that it's about how they "don't have the patience" for the music scene anymore. They've either out-grown it, or made enough money to live off, or gotten over it.