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Red Noses, Shit Poses Lyrics - Tender Is The Savage - Gluecifer

Well I will get in the cage 

And I will meet the rage 

'Cos I ain't got no choice now 

I gotta turn the page 

 

And when I hear the roar 

You know I'm gonna soar 

I know its coming down to the will yeah 

Like it did before 

 

Im standing on the edge of my feet 

Gotta whip it till I break it down 

You got me dancing to the animal beat 

When I want the death of a clown 

 

What I hate is the goddamn nose 

Shit shoes and a sad excuse for clothes 

The time has come for your final fall 

So get up, this is your curtain call 

 

I'm gonna shit inside of your pant 

(You got it coming) 

Slap you with my mighty hands 

(You got it coming) 

Break you, dammit, break you down 

I want the death of a clown 

 

Oh, God, I hate your smile 

What a loser style 

Falling over like a silly child 

Man, it drives me wild 

 

So now you're rolling 'round in the dust 

You get ready for the ultimate trick 

You got me howling like a trumpet, baby 

You got me cutting into your schtick 

 

I'm gonna shit inside of your pants 

(You got it coming) 

Slap you with my mighty hands 

(You got it coming) 

Break you, dammit, break you down 

I want the death of a clown 

 

Tonight your show is off 

And I will take your stage 

When its getting tough 

You gonna need some rage 

 

Im standing on the edge of my feet 

Gotta whip it till I break it down 

You got me dancing to the animal beat 

When I want the death of a clown 

 

What I hate is the goddamn nose 

Shit shoes and a sad excuse for clothes 

The time has come for your final fall 

So get up, this is your curtain call 

 

I'm gonna shit inside of your pants 

(You got it coming) 

Slap you with my mighty hands 

(You got it coming) 

Break you, dammit, break you down 

I want the death of a clown 

 

Shit inside of your pants 

(You got it coming) 

Slap you with my hands 

(You got it coming) 

Break you, dammit, break you down 

I want the death of a clown 

 

I know you want it, so come and get it 

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