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The Damage Manual

Genres: Rock

Scissor Quickstep Lyrics - The Damage Manual

All aboard, the ride goes faster 

Being driven by the spooky bastard 

Look left, dirt infested 

Living large with the debt invested 

 

Gung ho, Mr. Murder 

Could be a while but you look no further 

Snip, snip, scissor quickstep 

Cut the line, you are out of your depth 

 

Bring home the bacon bastard 

A meaty fringe in a leather casket 

Fuck that, I eat my offspring 

Hang myself on a leather heart string 

 

Cut the page from the New York Times 

See, I'm not so bad after all 

You'll never get held in my outstretched arms 

'Cos I won't catch you when you fall 

 

Pull the trigger at your picnic table 

Take the scissors from your baby doll 

You'll never get to Heaven with a face like that 

And I won't catch you when you fall 

 

Flick, flick, another station 

Listen hard but I'm losing patience 

Another aim, absurdest brainwash 

Another bent pair of scissor [Incomprehensible] 

 

Sick baby move at a heartbeat 

When I'm bloody on a leather bed sheet 

Blood bitch [Incomprehensible] reflex 

Another bent pair of scissor defects 

 

Here baby, I'm out to get you 

A broken heart in a broken test tube 

A virus scare for those who care 

Don't look alive 'cos you'll go nowhere 

 

Cut the page from the New York Times 

See, I'm not so bad after all 

You'll never get held in my outstretched arms 

'Cos I won't catch you when you fall 

 

Pull the trigger at your picnic table 

Take the scissors from your baby doll 

You'll never get to Heaven with a face like that 

And I won't catch you when you fall 

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