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Fred's Got Slacks Lyrics - Singles - The Flatliners

Destroy positions of power and what stands between you and the final stretch 

Where you find out what happens in the end 

Man on the corner preaching, screaming the devil is coming! 

And the earth will plummet to the ground again 

I hope to death that no one knows and they don't find a way 

To bullshit, cheat, lie, and steal 

Then run away through the trenches and the streets 

The famous alleyway 

I've got a feeling that today is not my day 

The facts have been stated, they're implausible 

The cause of the week 

Too heavy for a freak like me 

Like me 

Hit the brick running with the rhythm in your feet 

And all your feelings in a fist 

It's too much to resist when you're only 16 

Waiting for the weekend train to come 

Right outta here 

6 strings to the wind and I'm gone 

Head on collision with the barrel of our social forms gun 

When the shells hit the ground, it's time to go home 

 

Apathetic, were pathetic 

It's easy to see 

The fires ignited and the flames have gotten the best of me 

Hands up, fists high 

For everyone to see! 

Were destructive, so disruptive 

It's gotten to me 

Lets hit the streets and show em what we mean 

HEY! 

We've got the heart and mind to mix in with the gasoline 

 

Hopping along the border of whats rude and whats insane 

It's the same as everyday 

Everyday is the same 

Still haven't found the answers to the questions I've been asking 

And nothing strikes resemblance to the memory I remember 

Those days, didn't they seem so long ago? 

Free to go wherever we wanted 

Free to say no 

End of the line and were really wasting time 

End of the like and theres no one left behind us 

Hit the cobblestone road 

Theres precision in the distance 

Who gives a fuck if hes a metro-sexual? 

I know you did, cause you're a hetero-molestico 

Theres malice in the words that first seemed oh so comfortable 

Finding a new way can be devastating to some 

Look on the bright side, you're not the one toting a gun 

You wipe your ass like everybody does 

And ask for my reasons 

Well I've got none 

 

Hands up 

Fists high 

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