Obsolete Lyrics

Obsolete lyrics


written by Karen, Don H., Don B., Don S.
running time - 4:00
©1996
2preciious

Lyin' on 'er back high on twenny inch smack
Too much
thinkin' kills ya
Talk show trash, Tokyo jet crash sex line and
Godzilla
A voice mail love buy a Rubber Maid glove
And keep the message
clean
Beauty gone bad sells a lot o' cream ads
Designer
Vaseline

Aw the fall out
Yeah the fall out...

Propaganda slob
and a technicolour god
Sellin' sixty dollar bibles
Four wheel drive an' a
mail order bride
A matter of survival
3-D hips baby starlet blue
lips
She slimmed down for the part
But Alice fell prey when she gave 'er
heart away
To the hole in her arm

Aw the fall
out
(Ah-ah...)
Yeah the fall out...
Aw the fall
out..
(Ah-ah...)
Yeah the fall out...

Give me sedation...
So I
can detoxify...
Brain dead masturbation..
The animated, automated
lie

Prozac morphine underground mainstream
Obsolete, ate the other
white meat
Therapy digress universal drug test
An' beauty gone bad sells
a lot o' cream ads

Aw the fall out
(Ah-ah...)
Yeah the fall
out...
Aw the fall out..
(Ah-ah...)
Yeah the fall out...
{At this
point (3:12) Karen begins
chanting something in the background
which
sounds like a re-arrangement of
the lyrics or possibly alternate lyrics
-
very difficult to make anything out.}

Aw the fall
out..
(Ah-ah...)
Yeah the fall out...
Aw the fall
out
(Ah-ah...)
Yeah the fall out...

Aw the fall
out
(Ah-ah...)
Yeah the fall out...