Malice In Leatherland
Malice In Leatherland - Send More Paramedics lyrics
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And the world, is turning - burning, upon the hill, your city's thriving - thriving, Pride locked, wage your cost, at the expense, of us all Send More Paramedics x 5 We'll raid your Ivory Towers Storm the calm in your enclave Your base delights are soured You cannot steer your feet clear of the grave... Cannot steer clear of the grave... Send More Paramedics x 5
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