Magazine (The Blanck Mass Recording)

Right this way

The room's full to burst

Whatever you say

Gotta quench that thirst

I got a little secret for you

It's in a magazine

You got an image to keep safe

Bitten nails stay clean, yeah

Now talk the loudest with a clenched fist

Top of a hit list, gag a witness

It takes a fat lip to run a tight ship

Just talk the loudest with a clenched fist

Flash your winning smile

Let your eyes work the room

These people are here for you

You're the bride, you're the groom

I got a little secret for you

It's in a magazine

You got an image to keep safe

Bitten nails stay clean, yeah

Now talk the loudest with a clenched fist

Top of a hit list, gag a witness

It takes a fat lip to run a tight ship

Just talk the loudest with a clenched fist

(Yeah, you talk the loudest)

Now talk the loudest with a clenched fist

Top of a hit list, gag a witness

It takes a fat lip to run a tight ship

Now talk the loudest, you're making them sing, you're making them sing

It don't mean a thing, it don't mean a thing

You're making them sing, you're making them sing

It don't mean a thing, it don't mean a thing

You're making them sing, you're making them sing

It don't mean a thing, it don't mean a, don't mean a, don't mean a thing

It don't mean a thing