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Battle Hymn Of The Repugnant lyrics
She s a tramp and he s a loser
In a smoky bar from kafka s darkest dreams
And the critics know what crap is hip to swallow
It s all high volume
Her leather comes off in the back room
And a million screaming morons call it art
So much fun is not fun any longer
It s all high volume
High volume
As if I was the one to say
If it s right or if it s wrong
Close your eyes until it goes away
Turn it up until you hear the song
She s as sweet as skin, as deep as candy
But if it sells they ll never wonder why
til the posers and the preachers mate like mongrels
It s all high volume
High volume
High volume
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