Infaturation Songtext
von Chris Collette
Infaturation Songtext
The colour and the noise
Car is stationed at the station
He windsors on his tie
She kisses him goodbye
Oh, they′re in for a surprise
Here we are now, information
It's little more than infaturation
Come on deliver just the way I want
Whip it around and let me see the front, yeah
Here we are now advertise
Gather synchronicity, fill up on lies
Come on and give us all the "real", good stuff
′Cause I don't think we've been exploited enough, no
Woah, woah, woah, oh
Car pulls up the drive
Another tragedy unveiled
But are you satisfied
What you fantisize?
Oh, they don′t need a reason why
Here we are now, information
It′s little more than infaturation
Come on deliver just the way I want
Whip it on out and let me see the cunt, yeah
Here we are now advertise
Gather synchronicity, fill up on lies
Come on and give us all the "real", good stuff
'Cause I don′t think we've been exploited enough, no
Woah, woah, woah, oh
I think I′m getting kind of tired
Her body lay there on display
They shot him in the head
Soon I'm off to bed
I think I′ll swipe another five
Car is stationed at the station
He windsors on his tie
She kisses him goodbye
Oh, they′re in for a surprise
Here we are now, information
It's little more than infaturation
Come on deliver just the way I want
Whip it around and let me see the front, yeah
Here we are now advertise
Gather synchronicity, fill up on lies
Come on and give us all the "real", good stuff
′Cause I don't think we've been exploited enough, no
Woah, woah, woah, oh
Car pulls up the drive
Another tragedy unveiled
But are you satisfied
What you fantisize?
Oh, they don′t need a reason why
Here we are now, information
It′s little more than infaturation
Come on deliver just the way I want
Whip it on out and let me see the cunt, yeah
Here we are now advertise
Gather synchronicity, fill up on lies
Come on and give us all the "real", good stuff
'Cause I don′t think we've been exploited enough, no
Woah, woah, woah, oh
I think I′m getting kind of tired
Her body lay there on display
They shot him in the head
Soon I'm off to bed
I think I′ll swipe another five
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