3.Knees, Toes, Teeth
Fucking new romantics, it's only rock-n-roll
This is our religion as heaven we'll never know
No, I'm not delivered
Architects as militants
Architects as crystal bones
Metal hearts as oil cans
Metal shoulders, knees and toes
In the spaces in our teeth
Lie the weapons of our youth
Bring them down without a sound
Bring them down and burn their towns
Fucking new romantics, it's only rock-n-roll
This is our religion as heaven we'll never know
No, I'm not delivered, I'm not delivered at all
We all kneel down at the feet of the sound
I was born an hour glass
Now, I'm skinny as a rake
I was born with silver spoons
But I'll die without a care but that's cool
Fucking new romantics, it's only rock-n-roll
This is our religion as heaven we'll never know
No, I'm not delivered, I'm not delivered at all
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