Forgive me if I'm out of order -
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This new 'music' has no soul
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It may be good for making money,
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Sadly that is not my goal
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Integrity and honesty are words that you don't understand,
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But you're the best - it says so in the penny dreadful in your hand
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I saw you in a magazine,
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They're calling you messiah
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They must be living in a dream -
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They couldn't be more wrong
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If we'd played this riff more punk
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Then maybe we'd have had a million seller
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But this piper's tune is not for sale,
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I'm glad to say I'm not that kind of fella
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D.J.'s, V.J.'s, pimps and trollops,
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Never mind music - this is bollocks
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I saw you in a magazine,
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They're calling you messiah
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They must be living in a dream -
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They couldn't be more wrong.
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Turn on, tune up, cash in, sell out
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Turn on, tune up, cash in, sell out
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Stand your ground behind the times -
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And refuse to follow fashion
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Write your poetry with anger,
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And then sing it with a passion
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Painted faces in a circus - images that spring to mind,
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When I read my penny dreadful filled with pictures of your kind
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I saw you in a magazine,
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They're calling you messiah
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They must be living in a dream -
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They couldn't be more wrong
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Commercial suicide's appealing after
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Ten years on this losing streak
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'Cause I'd rather be called sour and bitter
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Than be deemed the flavour of the weak
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Of the weak, of the weak
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Weak of the weak
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I saw you in a magazine,
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They're calling you messiah
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They must be living in a dream -
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They couldn't be more wrong
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Extra, extra, read all about it!
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I saw you in a magazine,
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They're calling you messiah
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They must be living in a dream -
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They couldn't be more wrong
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Penny Dreadful (Skyclad Cover)
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| Elvenking |
