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๐Ÿ‘ค Les Savy Fav โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Cat and the Cobra โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:12
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โฑ๏ธ 3:12 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 50874

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

All nerve endings shut down.
Stiff lipped at the countdown.
All systems are go,
All systems are gough,
All systems are ghosts.

In a can,
In a cupboard,
In a submarine,
There's nothing left inside,
In a basket at the bottom of the guillotine
Is where the sailor cried.
He never said a word
To the jury of the press
And when the ax-blade bit his neck,
"Set me free" is all he said.

In a pixel,
In a portrait,
In a T.V. screen
There's nothing left to hide.
Stitched each instant by the firing electron beam
Let the camera man decide.
He never said a word
To the jury of the press
When the on-air light turned red,
"Cut Away" is all he said.

When he opened it up,
He dropped his coffee cup,
And when the cup hit the ground
The whole damn house came stumbling down.

Good by my memory.
From this point on I'm unsettling.

In Brooklyn we stay home.

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โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:44.97] All nerve endings shut down.
[00:46.62] Stiff lipped at the countdown.
[00:48.76] All systems are go,
[00:50.20] All systems are gough,
[00:51.67] All systems are ghosts.
[00:56.43] In a can,
[00:57.46] In a cupboard,
[00:58.56] In a submarine,
[01:00.41] There's nothing left inside,
[01:04.19] In a basket at the bottom of the guillotine
[01:08.43] Is where the sailor cried.
[01:12.02] He never said a word
[01:14.17] To the jury of the press
[01:16.02] And when the ax-blade bit his neck,
[01:18.03] "Set me free" is all he said.
[01:44.04] In a pixel,
[01:45.03] In a portrait,
[01:46.09] In a T.V. screen
[01:48.39] There's nothing left to hide.
[01:52.09] Stitched each instant by the firing electron beam
[01:56.16] Let the camera man decide.
[02:00.06] He never said a word
[02:02.03] To the jury of the press
[02:04.04] When the on-air light turned red,
[02:05.94] "Cut Away" is all he said.
[02:09.22] When he opened it up,
[02:12.38] He dropped his coffee cup,
[02:16.58] And when the cup hit the ground
[02:20.50] The whole damn house came stumbling down.
[02:24.74] Good by my memory.
[02:28.90] From this point on I'm unsettling.
[02:33.47] In Brooklyn we stay home.
[02:51.36] Reformat!
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