So Long... And Thanks For The Crutches Lyrics - The Misery Index: Notes From The Plague Years - Boy Sets Fire

Just enough freedom to forget you're a slave 

Just enough anger to make sure we get paid 

Easy does it, baby, don't lose your head 

Cause we both now 

That ideals 

Don't sell 

Come now 

Pass us the saccharin 

To part 2 

Who knew 

You had it so easy 

Hit it, hit it, we'll go straight to the top 

It's all a matter of whose cock you suck 

We got the money, hey, come on, let's go 

Ha, you know you want it 

Hey, you know you want it, well come on 

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Hit it, hit it, we'll go straight to the top 

It's all a matter of whose cock you suck 

We got the money, hey, come on, let's go 

Ha, you know you want it 

Hey, you know you want it 

Shake it like a rebel, just don't cross the any lines 

Cause family, god, and country are back in style 

Sex, drugs, and politics are fine, just remember 

That we own you 

We bought you 

And we'll sell you 

whenever we want to 

We break 

Your legs 

And you will 

Thank us for the crutches 

Photos 

Hit it, hit it, we'll go straight to the top 

It's all a matter of whose cock you suck 

We got the money, hey, come on, let's go 

Ha, you know you want it 

Hey, you know you want it, well come on 

Hit it, hit it, we'll go straight to the top 

It's all a matter of whose cock you suck 

We got the money, hey, come on, let's go 

Ha, you know you want it 

Hey, you know you want it, well come on 

We wanna fuck, but we end up kissing 

Is this still rock cause the danger is missing 

You gotta feed it, gotta feed your addiction 

So pack a lunch for the next crucifixion 

You wanna feel the applause 

You wanna win at all costs 

Well you better learn to play nice and eat shit like a dog 

Hit it, hit it, we'll go straight to the top 

It's all a matter of whose cock you suck 

We got the money, hey, come on, let's go 

Ha, you know you want it 

Hey, you know you want it, well come on 

Hit it, hit it, we'll go straight to the top 

It's all a matter of whose cock you suck 

We got the money, hey, come on, let's go 

Ha, you know you want it 

Hey, you know you want it, well come on