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Deep dead blue
Deep dead blue
Deep dead blue that nightly shades
I'm lost in deep dead blue
Deep dead blue
Beyond the deep dead blue
Be dead / Be dead....
Be dead / Be dead....
I fuck the dead, I love 'em when they're cold
I fuck the dead, I slide my cock through their mold

I fuck the dead, I love 'em when you're cold
I
Dead dogs, dead dogs, dead dogs in my garage
I got dead dogs, dead dogs, dead dogs in my garage
Dead dogs, dead dogs, dead dogs in my garage
I got
Brick brock, tick tock
Stone the dead duck dead
Brick brock, tick tock
Stone the dead duck dead

Brick brock, tick tock
Stone the dead duck
Dead
Stiff and cold
In your box
To decay
Dead
They never believed in me
In my wild lust
I turned into an animal
No thought about afterwards
When I broke your bones

Dead, dead, dead I make you
They never believed in me 
In my wild lust 
I turned into an animal 
No thought about afterwards 
When I broke your bones 

Dead, dead, dead I
I want a god who stays dead, not plays dead.
I, even I, can play dead.
I want a god who stays dead, not plays dead.
I, even I, can play dead.
I
Dead martyrs
All stigmartys
Dead heroes
For fear of zeroes

Dead martyrs
Always take it further
Dead heroes
Know no fear

Living for some
That's right
Lay down
Play dead
Be dead
Montego bay, Kingston gyal
Dem been waitin fa dis
Hmm

Gyal you nuh heavy like led drop dead
Man a seh you wicked ina bed drop dead
Dyema
second class,
We don't understand,
(dead end!)
Why we should be on dead end street.
(dead end!)
People are living on dead end street.
(dead end!)
the dead loved you and the dead loved me, the dead loved you and the dead loved me, the dead loved you, the dead loved me, the dead loved you,
alive
Feeding on the night
She's gone to the other side

Dead, Dead
So dearly departed
Dead, Dead
So lost and brokenhearted

Dead, Dead
Dead
second class,
We don't understand,
(Dead end!)
Why we should be on dead end street.
(Dead end!)
People are living on dead end street.
(Dead end!)
I love the dead before they rise
No farewells, no goodbyes
I never even knew your now rotting face
While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave
I love the dead before they rise
No farewells, no goodbyes
I never even knew your now rotting face
While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave
Bach is dead
Bach is dead
Bach is dead
Bach is dead
Walking women want to see
The Southern Cross at night
And so they set aside a sock
And tie
They tried to fool the black population
By telling them that jah jah dead
And they tried to fool the black population
By telling them that jah jah

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