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Industrial Is Dead Lyrics Artist(Band):Rabbit Junk
with a chord around her neck and her veins full of blow she's dancing like she doesn't know that she's hanging in the morgue with industrial so gothed out like "black number 1" She'd rather slit her wrists than have some fun Shaking her corpse to the same old shit Playing it safe is boring, isn't it!? Oi! Mr. DJ, what records are ya playin' today Oi! Mr. DJ, are you gonna play the same damn thing that you did yesterday This ghetto abysmal like gangstas in limbo creation invasion a fortress a mission arrested infested this corpse has been re-animated pale embrace in a sick romance it's dead and gone but still they all dance Every day is Halloween but it's Halloween stuck in '93 And it makes me think of the good old days of skinny puppy and ministry combat boots and pvc Dressing up like a scary drag queen It's dead and gone, so let's move on Industrial R.I.P. If yer lookin for a zombie fuck then get your kicks at the club noc noc (Seattle, WA.) dancing all ro-bot-ic 120 bmp goin tic toc tic toc un-dead posers drinking at the bar and broken pretty things that can't get very far and the 3 legged dogs that are on the the prance I say step aside bitches I'm here to dance Let's fucking dance If you find some error in Industrial Is Dead Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Industrial Is Dead The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Rabbit Junk" Music | |
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