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Aztec Camera Knife Just Like The U.s.a. Words and music by roddy frame Stuck in my beat suede shoes i can't wait, Oh what a state to be in. I need her heart and get a jack-jones for my sins, She's gonna ditch that shining, sick machine And be speeding straight my way. But i'm churning in neutral, turning in a circle, Just like the usa. The secret is silver, it's to shine and never simply survive And don't swallow substitutes and never see second prize. 'cos i know that my might could change my mind, And i'm told that by rights it's not my find. I'd be a tribute to temptation in it's glory and it's grave, But i'm churning in neutral, turning in a circle, Just like the usa. The secret is silver, it's to shine and never simply survive And don't swallow substitutes and never see second prize. 'cos i know that my might could change my mind, And i'm told that by rights it's not my find. I'd be a tower to your highest hopes, That no southern star could sway, But i'm churning in neutral, turning in a circle, Just like the usa. I hear those rhyming bells and heed the words they say, And with a string of diamelles i'll steal her heart away. 'cos i know that my might could change my mind, And i'm told that by rights it's not my find. In my star-bangled sailor suit, I'd be the pioneer by day, But i'm churning in neutral, turning in a circle, Just like the usa. |
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