Therapy

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Lyr:

from the Champs Elysees to Madison Avenue
everything that you say is half-baked agita
accosted by your right-wing platitudes
the topics escape your malaprop punditry

Ther apy

Ther apy Ther apy


courtesy calls on the industry while
courtesans are mistaken for idealogues
signalling the end of a sickness
leaves history in search of a therapist

Ther apy
Ther apy Ther apy



I taKe offense at your fools and your fence
I taKe offense at your fools on the fence

your empty promises are lifeless gravitas
your attemps at concern are only lip service
the empty spaces that you tried to fill
are made up of people you tried to kill

Ther apy
Ther apy Ther apy

calling all cars there's a bible on fire
with illegal aliens and guns for hire
measuring the distance left between us
the divisions of us seem close and few between

Ther apy
Ther apy Ther apy

I taKe offense at your fools and your fence
I taKe offense at your fools on the fence
I taKe offense at your fools and your fence
I taKe offense...