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Lydia Lunch

We'll go for a walk & you'll go nowhere...
This road leads to every disaster
Riding shotgun through this silence...
Spitting out these vicious secrets
There's a killer in a car and he's parking it right outside my face...

Get it done with, get it done with...

Is that a coffin fulluva cupids you keep pushing through my gate...
There's a lot of fallen angels getting crushed beneath his feet...
Now the killer gets the car and just drives it right into my guts

Get it done with... Get it done with...

Now the tears start flowing, the fun really starts...
Goodbye heaven, here comes heartache
When the tears start flowing, the fun really starts...
Goodbye heaven, here comes heartbreak
Well the blood is really flowing and the fun it really starts...

I don't need no derelict bloodshed
To lay my stains upon your altar
Saying prayers for passion killers who like saints commit these murders...

Get it done with... Get it done with...

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