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Can you point your fingers and do the twist?Can you point your fingers and do the twist?
 
Well, we're gonna go up
Then, go down
Get back up and turn around
Can you point your fingers and do the twist?
 
Can you point your fingers and do the twist?Can you point your fingers and do the twist?
 
Well, we're gonna go up
Then, go down
Get back up and turn around
Can you point your fingers and do the twist?
 
Heee! Let's dance everybody!
This is fun! Yippee!
 
La la la la la!
 
Can you point your fingers and do the twist?Can you point your fingers and do the twist?
 
Well, we're gonna go up
Then, go down
Get back up and turn around
Can you point your fingers and do the twist?
 
Can you point your fingers and do the twist?Can you point your fingers and do the twist?
 
Well, we're gonna go up
Then, go down
Get back up and turn around
Can you point your fingers and do the twist?
 
Ahoy there, me hearties
Ahoy there, me hearties
It's my pirate party!
Whoa ho! Whoa ho!
Whoa ho, whoa ho!
Whoa...!
 
Heee! Let's dance everybody!
This is fun!
 
Fruit salad, yummy yummy
 

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Golden Hours

The passage of time
Is flicking dimly up on the screen
I can't see the lines
I used to think i could read between
Perhaps my brains have turned to sand

Oh me oh my
I think it's been an eternity
You'd be surprised
At my degree of uncertainty
How can moments go so slow
Several times

I've seen the evening slide away
Watching the signs
Taking over from the fading day
Perhaps my brains are old and scrambled
Several times

I've seen the evening slide away
Watching the signs
Taking over from the fading day
Changing water into wine
Several times

I've seen the evening slide away
Watching the signs
Taking over from the fading day
Putting the grapes back on the vine

Who would believe what a poor set of eyes can show you
Who would believe what an innocent voice could do
Never a silence always a face at the door
Who would believe what a poor set of ears can tell you
Who would believe what a weak pair of hands can do
Never a silence always a foot in the door.

How's My Hair?

Dude, don't lie to me
Tell me straight
Don't lie to me
I haven't seen her for a while
Am I in denial?
Or am I having a meltdown?
I just don't know anymore
When did I give a damn?
This is not who I am
 
How's my hair?
No, it's not like me to even care
But do you swear it looks alright?
'Cause tonight she's gonna be there
How's my hair?
She makes me care
 
Dude, don't frighten me
If it looks bad, just lie to me
We're, like, walking through the door now
I'm so insecure now
And unusually nervous
'Cause I just don't know anymore
When did I give a damn?
This is not who I am
 
How's my hair?
No, it's not like me to even care
But do you swear it looks alright?
'Cause tonight she's gonna be there
How's my hair?
She makes me care
 
I comb it to the left
I comb it to the right
I try and stick it up
But it just don't feel right!
 
How's my hair?
No, it's not like me to even care
But do you swear it looks alright?
'Cause tonight she's gonna be there
How's my hair?
She makes me care
 
Tell me, how's my hair?
Tell me, how's my hair?
Tell me, how's my hair?
She's gonna be there
Tell me, how's my hair?
 

Fag

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F-f-f-fag,

It’s not the definition that hurts,
It’s the intent,
I know what you meant,
A word meant to wound,

I may not be human, in your eyes,
But believe me, we both cry,
But if you’re unwilling to even try,
It’s no fucking surprise you can’t empathise,
Do you beat me to see if we’re all the same inside?
Are you beating the faggot in you, and hoping it dies?

You won’t look so satisfied,
When the smile on your face breaks,

F-f-f-fag,

You’ve got me cornered and you’re throwing the stones,
I’m shaking, hunched foetal, pleading ‘Leave me alone!’
Spitting words out like poison, and hoping they hurt,
You’re no better than me, come down in the dirt,
I’m not sorry if what I am makes you sick,
Jesus wept, suck the devil’s dick,

You laugh because you don’t know what it’s like,
Or how blood mixed with tears tastes,

You have no claim on my life,
Or how to use it,
You don’t know what it’s like,
I wouldn’t choose it,

Beaten down with my face in the floor,
I can’t take it anymore,

You give me your hatred and violence,
So much for the milk of human kindness,
You get what you give and we’ll give it back to you,
If you can give it you can take it, too,

Soon the world will be ours,
We’ll leave them in the past,
We’ll run the show,
Just hang on and don’t let go,
You’re strong, you know,
Weeds die and seeds grow...

The Boy Who Cried Wolf

Well I am the boy who cried wolf
And I know I've lied in the past
But last night I saw his yellow eyes shining in the dark
Yeah I know I spun tales with his voice
And I open my mouth too fast
But last night I saw his footprints in the path
 
Well I could swim every sea from south pole to north
But I know I'll only ever be the boy who cried wolf
 
Well I am the shepherds only son
And I know what a joke I've become;
I have an honest heart but I have lies on my tongue
I don't know how this started or where it came from
And you have no reason and I have no proof
But this time I swear, I'm telling the truth
I saw that old wolf, from tail to tooth
And I know that he's hungry and he's coming down too
 
Well I could swim every sea from south pole to north
And I could climb every tree, and scale every coarse
Well I could tell only the truth from this day forth
But I know I'll only ever be the boy who cried wolf
 
Oh, oh I am the boy who cried wolf
Oh, I am the boy who cried