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The International Noise Conspiracy The First Conspiracy

My knees are aching My body's sore I can't believe it We're still down on the floor yeah My knees are aching My body's sore I can't believe it We're

we must abolish work, not just a cheap cliche, just another trick to make the workers pay we must erase the timeline please, baby please, or we will

how fucked am I, and if we slave like this, do we really deserve to die? of course we're tired but reward awaits on the mythical other side <a href

play with me just like a lost kitten in a tree set it off and alternative that's never of it's knees, come along, join in on the fun yeah ??? just like

let's present to you this old friend of mine, we've been working together for a long time do you wanna know what all this screaming is about do you wanna

overload the words are all boring, why don't you shut up 'cause we're counterculture fighters and they're fucking us up when we talk, we hear the revolution, in our noise

lead me up and burn me alive the sin crusade will take to my ??? want everybody to kick off their heels yeah, don't fear, it's all a conspiracy back what