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There's a town I know where all who enters mutter
And the head has bought a crown that doesn't fit
So when coffee shops and supermarkets burn down I know
They have only the sun for witness and believer that's a shame
'Cause the stars have closed their eyes so they won't

See Jim light his management
And watch Dan lose his tournament
And poor Dolores' hardcore stars
They tried to rule but ran to far
And Jimmy fucked the glam for fun
As he screwed his chicks he's done
And all you dandies thought you won
Now look who's made it again

There are bootlegs being released but nothing happens
There are father figures wearing shirts of you
And the church of Sweden loves your dirty makeup
'Cause you dyed hair makes reflections in their souls it's a sin
Now my team has closed their eyes so they won't

See Jim light his management
And watch Dan lose his tournament
And poor Dolores' hardcore stars
They tried to rule but ran to far
And Jimmy fucked the glam for fun
As he screwed his chicks he's done
And all you dandies thought you won
Now look who's made it again

See Jim light his management
And watch Dan lose his tournament
And poor Dolores' hardcore stars
They tried to rule but ran to far
And cocaine snorting she-male-bands
No lust in you stands a chance
To the killer-seeds we spread
Now open your mouth if you dare


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