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State Of The Union Lyrics - Singles - David Ford

Sweet dreams all met with derision 

This train, it was armed for collision 

It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame 

 

Clap your hands in the sparkle and glitter 

Shake your heads at the twisted and bitter 

Oh they don't know how lucky they are 

 

Foot down for the alienation 

Look on as your love, its gets lost in translation 

To a language that nobody understands 

 

There are smiles as they erode and corrupt you 

Of the great expectations you could never live up to 

We are lost, we are lost, we are lost 

 

Get your coat 'cos the righteous are leaving 

'Cos they can't work out what the hell to believe in 

It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame 

 

No abandon, no heartfelt desire 

No love could be worth getting fired 

For real, it's surreal, it's so real 

 

So paint over the cracks and then cover 

What you thought was the worst ever pain with another 

And the first one, it always comes free 

 

How they love you so cold and so vicious 

With friends like these, well who needs politicians 

The first one, its always comes free 

They tell you heroin takes like ice cream 

 

The clever men know all that and all this 

And they will talk and they talk and the don't fucking listen 

It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame 

 

Well, it's no life but God, it's a living 

Come on Jesus Christ, come back all is forgiven 

We are lost, we are lost, we are lost 

 

And have no fear of the state of the nation 

Let the facts have no bearing on public relations 

It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame 

 

What a model of Christian behavior 

Preach on with the message of, go fuck thy neighbor 

It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame 

It's a shame, it's a shame 

 

Watch your step by the crowd of fanatics 

While they kill in the name of applied mathematics 

And you, you hate the system even though you invented it 

And go kill your brothers and claim self defense of it 

 

Picking up all the secrets and the tricks to being 

One of the guys whom the shit never sticks to 

Take you seats for the final calamity 

 

Don't you look serious, hell, what can the matter be? 

Another day and the rot is getting faster 

Well, all the machines started killing the master 

 

It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame 

It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame 

It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame 

It's a, it's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame 

It's a 

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