Lyrics

Play your guitar, silent son Play it as fast as it comes Play your cello, little girl You give your body to the world Sing a song, dear alien singer You will be fed in the gutter Play those keys on your knees The girl is hiding her disease I know the music never dies It breaks against the wall of sound Its pieces rain down upon our faces They slice up like a knife Through our minds and through our thighs Beat your drum, my little soldier March in style, dear cannon fodder Dress in blood, shoot for the stars As the horns tear you apart Dress in blood and crimson scars Fake your death and crash your car The cross you raised for all to see Sold to a Broadway tragedy I know the music never dies It breaks against the wall of sound Its pieces rain down upon our faces They slice up like a knife Through our minds and through our thighs Comb your hair in cell block two Lose yourself in Channel Blue Someone screams to turn it down But you're the toughest band around Dance in clubs and fall in bars Tonight you'll go very far To the top of the charts Where beats the darkest sacred heart I know the music never dies It breaks against the wall of sound Its pieces rain down upon our faces They slice up like a knife Through our minds and through our thighs I know the music never dies It breaks against the wall of sound Its pieces rain down upon our faces They slice up like a knife Through our minds and through our thighs
Writer(s): Taeger Vincent, Arnaud Roulin, Nicolas Ker, Laurent Bardainne, Nicolas Villebrun Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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