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Dynamo, dynamo
It's hard to keep the animo from driftin' away nowadays
The horror, the pain, let's get into details
The bass, the piano, that friction of dynamos
The first draft of a worst case scenario
Every thought has its own way
Of keeping its flavour
Like a gum for the brain to chew on
Compatible lies, and dead as a dice
It's the thing between nowhere and the opposite side
It's the something hidden behind the eloquent surface
Father of fuckups you did it on purpose!
I decline to believe that it's personal
Hey, I know that you do and I'll hold it against you
It's the bald man's dream to grow hair, baby
But a lame don't need legs, he needs a wheelchair
So if you're too busy in having too much to
offer
And you can not decide where to go
Do the low yo yo, take a swing at the dynamo
On a day like this it's hard to keep the animo
From drifting away
Oneliner, the Greeks had it carved in a tombstone
"Epigram", they said, "last tribute to the
dead"
Well the horror, the pain and the alphabet
From A to Migraine, from Nausia to Z
Are you listenin' you fool?
You magnificent liar!
Feel free but don't feel too comfortable
It's already quarter to three
Oh they say that time presses
But time doesn't press
It's just a figure for motion and emotional unrest
It's a matter of seeing and being seen
As far as I'm concerned
Time is the state of my jeans
So If you wanna come down for some hangin'
around
If you wanna come down for some hangin' around
If you wanna come down for some hangin' around
If you wanna come down for some hangin' around
Oh, dynamo, dynamo
It's hard to keep the animo from driftin' away nowadays
The horror, the pain, let's get into details
The bass, the piano, that friction of dynamos
The first draft of a worst case scenario
It's the first draft of a worst case scenario
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