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New Hungarian Quarterly

from left​-​handed scissors by generation no

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sugar and blood and democracy too
it's all been said before
i'll spew my guts out to the stars
blurry faces at grand central station

i am walt whitman drinking chamomile
this is the arm's race, Je m'appelle* freedom
this is the end of an era, i can tell
this is the country i died for, this is

hell is other people
hell is bum-bum-bum
hell is other people
inspect your ashes
inspect your past and
what did you expect?
i'm a nervous wreck
it's in my constitution

running around in circles
there's no need to be so square
in this world it's more acceptable
to lose your head than to lose your hair

running through a forest
you come across a field of crosses
it's better to have loved and lost
than to count your losses

count your losses
hell is other people
bum-bum-bum

this is the country i died for

isn't it swell?



*I'm not retarded**, I just kept tripping over the word during recording and this version was me just trying to get through the song without messing up. I do, however, find this mispronunciation perfectly acceptable because this is a song about America, after all.

**I am slightly ableist, though.

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from left​-​handed scissors, released April 5, 2012

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"you must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame;
how could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes?"
-nietzche

"a singer-songwriter who can neither sing nor write songs."
-generation no

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