Refused

Refused - Refused are fucking dead songtekst

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Beyond ability and control we could be weekend lovers

Steal a sentence and make a catch phrase parole for our revolution

Whispered all across the street about, about the new cool call

Or screamed at your face like a scab's payroll



Faces like angels, lick our fingertips

We don't have the patience to deal with it

With battered bodies and puckered lips

We don't have the patience to deal with it



A naive young secret for the new romantics

We express ourselves in a loud and fashionable way

A naive young secret for the new romantics

We express ourselves in a loud and fashionable way



Faces like angels, lick our fingertips

We don't have the patience to deal with it

With battered bodies and puckered lips

We don't have the patience to deal with it



Can I get a witness?

This I gotta see

Bring it in, bring it in, bring it in

One more time for me

Can I get a witness?

Bring it in, bring it in, bring it in

One more time for me

Go



We don't have the patience

We don't have the patience

We don't have the patience

We don't have the patience



Get down

Listen to him



A naive young secret for the new romantics

We express ourselves in a loud and fashionable way

A naive young secret for the new romantics

We express ourselves in a loud and fashionable way

A naive young secret for the new romantics

We express ourselves in a loud and fashionable way

A naive young secret for the new romantics

We express ourselves in a loud and fashionable way
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