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Toys

from Eating Animals by Snailhead

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No strength, no drive
Turn that fucking noisebox off
Right now

Retro cunt, but he hasn't got a clue who won the
Rumbalows Cup
Hair cut, but she doesn't try to think she's just a
Fucking sponge

Reads like a nursery rhyme
Well they're made their choice
Followers they leave in droves
'Cos it all falls apart

Oh, how we will soilder on
Oh, how once size for everyone
Peices and parts, not quite a whole
No magic in craft, no more

Well Mr Taylor
I think you owe us an answer
All the common rank and ruin
It's just not for me, no thank you, no

Oh, how we will soilder on
Oh, how once size for everyone
Peices and parts, not quite a whole
No magic in craft, no more
And there's unfounded, unrealised, unprotected
And I might seem keen, but I'm not
And I might look like I'm trying, but I never will
And I was a baby, and he was a baby once too

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from Eating Animals, track released April 3, 2012

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