Intro
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Are we institutionalised
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by the demands of today?
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In our regalia
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are we ok?
C#m
Because the flash, of a blade
is one less getting paid
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there in the line
C#m
And the ice, and gold
is just a double code...
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It's a paradigm
For every little thing
A (distorsion guitar here)
that fashion gives you
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Yeah
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So the Puritan on a morning
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said happy sad melody
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I'm waltzing on an amazing pulse
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in a pornographic sea
C#m
Where the absent blade
is one less in parade
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To throw overboard
C#m
And the ice, and gold
it's just a double code
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It's a metaphor
For every little thing
A (distorsion guitar again) E
that fashion gives you Yeah
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I'm Falling into something
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that plays upon the metronome, in your heart
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It's smoke and it's mirrors
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until the auto cue starts
C#m
Then the dry ice comes
and we start sucking our
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thumbs on the TV
C#m
And the joy of people
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spirited away so merrily
is part of every little thing
A (dist. guitar) E
that fashion gives you Yeah
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(Here we go)
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Lalala la lalala la
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(Hey puritan Hey Puritan)
lalala la laaaa
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lalala la lalala la
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(what you gonna do about it?) (It's all smoke and mirrors)
lalala la laaaaa
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lalala la lalala la
F#m E
(What you gonna do about it?) (Hey Puritan Hey Puritan)
lalala la laaaaa
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lalala la lalala la
F#m E
(What you gonna do about it?)
lalala la laaaaa
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lalala la lalala la
F#m E
(What you gonna do about it?)
lalala la laaaaa
A E F#m E (slowly fade away)
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