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AMUSED TO DEATH

You need another whip to keep on walking,

the sound reminds me raining but only if I ignore your cries

I will deny what I’m believing,

and concentrate attention to what I think you need, another one

(Amused to death)

Oh baby oblivion’s on my side when I conceive it,

don’t let your fall be Jesus-like

let’s reach the cross where you’ll be put to stop your bleeding

and what you know’s a waste of time

You are lost in a lonely rising,

the sun is the gift I gave you so let it burn your skin and spit it out

I’m sure that you don’t feel ashamed now,

it’s really been a pleasure there’s nothing of personal in what we do

(Amused to death)

Oh baby oblivion’s on my side when I conceive it

don’t let your fall be Jesus-like

let’s reach the cross where you’ll be put to stop your living

and what I know’s a waste of time