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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hot Action Cop
Hot Action Cop
Performer
Rob Werthner
Rob Werthner
Guitar
Murray "Eh" Atkinson
Murray "Eh" Atkinson
Keyboards
Roach
Roach
Keyboards
Luis Espaillat
Luis Espaillat
Bass Guitar
Kory Knipp
Kory Knipp
Drums
Tim Flaherty
Tim Flaherty
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rob Werthner
Rob Werthner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael "Bald Evil" Baker
Michael "Bald Evil" Baker
Producer
Robert "Void" Caprio
Robert "Void" Caprio
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Everybody knows troubles easy to get burnt out dealer to the teachers pet for some fun there is always sex hidin in the corner like a shy t-rex Around your home are the ways and means guns hidin under porno magazines there's moves and deals cheap thrills and dreams murder is a game on a pc screen Little baby lost to the world outside trying not to let anyone inside learnin what you get from a tv set and it makes you crazy hide it all away on a bathroom shelve busted in the mirror by an image of yourself beautiful as this whole world can be you just don't see it And it makes me crazy This chicks tryin to pay for things swinging from a pole with a nipple ring this dudes tryin to ease the sting tyin off his arm with a nylon string mirror mirror can you tell if they're knealin in confession or if they just fell the mirror looks back and knows damn well it's really hard livin when you're livin with yourself Little baby lost to the world outside tryin not to let anyone inside only love you gets from a tv set and it makes you crazy hide it all away on a bathroom shelve busted in the mirror by an image of yourself talking in your head lay awake in bed in the twilight screaming and it makes me crazy it drives me crazy yeahyeah it makes me crazy Everybody lost in the world outside try to fill the hole that will grow til the day that you die never knew it would be this way livin in a place that you never wanna face night and day never knew it would be this way and it drives me crazy Everbody lost in the world outside losin all control of the road they drive the only love you gets from the tv set and it makes you crazy hide it all away on a closet self busted in the mirror by an image of yourself talkin in your head lay awake in bed and it makes me crazy
Writer(s): Robert P Werthner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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