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Current version of Gatsby's American Dream Lyrics My Name Is Ozymandias (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/g/gatsbys-american-dream/my/) Current version of the lyrics |
Version 1 of Gatsby's American Dream Lyrics My Name Is Ozymandias (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/g/gatsbys-american-dream/my/v1.html) Version 1 of the lyrics | ||||||||||||
| 1 | With a wink and a nod look, we're all giving favors | With a wink and a nod look we're all giving favors! | 1 | ||||||||||
| There's four pale pinked boys in an accountants hand | There's four pale pinked boys in an accountants hand | ||||||||||||
| 2 | Examples must be made, discipline must be maintained | Examples must be made! Discipline must be maintained! | 2 | ||||||||||
| 3 | We're all a little mad here what a joy it is to kill | See, we're all a little mad here | 3 | ||||||||||
| 4 | what a joy it is to kill all my hunger in | 4 | |||||||||||
| 5 | Kill all my hunger in three minutes and thirty seconds | three minutes and thirty seconds | 5 | ||||||||||
| 6 | Kill all my hunger in three minutes and thirty seconds | cause at the top of the world we're all just the bottom line | 6 | ||||||||||
| 7 | 'Cause at the top of the world, we're all just the bottom line | someone's been shook red-handed! | 7 | ||||||||||
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| 2 | Someone's been shook red-handed | 2 | |||||||||||
| Dead stage center at the shit-grin parade | Dead stage center at the shit-grin parade | ||||||||||||
| 8 | Beware, beware, beware of an aging pack of men | beware! beware! | 8 | ||||||||||
| 9 | Who think like cats, wow | beware of an aging pack of men who think like cats | 9 | ||||||||||
| 10 | wow! ain't it grand to be part of the future?! | 10 | |||||||||||
| 11 | And it ain't be part of the future | A pox on ye phony kings | 11 | ||||||||||
| 12 | A pox on your phony kings | and all night while you slumber you'll dream of electric sheep | 12 | ||||||||||
| 3 | And all night while you slumber | 3 | |||||||||||
| 4 | You'll dream of electric sheep | 4 | |||||||||||
| 5 | 5 | ||||||||||||
| 6 | Kill all my hunger in three minutes and thirty seconds | 6 | |||||||||||
| 7 | Kill all my hunger in three minutes and thirty seconds | 7 | |||||||||||
| 8 | 'Cause at the top of the world, we're all just the bottom line | 8 | |||||||||||
| 9 | 9 | ||||||||||||
| For we may perish at the hands we must shake | For we may perish at the hands we must shake | ||||||||||||
| Our bodies longing for the aches to escape | Our bodies longing for the aches to escape | ||||||||||||
| 13 | In the filth they'll accept is the filth | and the filth they'll accept is the filth | 13 | ||||||||||
| 14 | I'm dragging my belly through | that I'm dragging my belly through | 14 | ||||||||||
| 15 | cause we're being drowned out in our own fucking sound | 15 | |||||||||||
| 16 | For we may perish at the hands we must shake | now the teenage brigade has opinions | 16 | ||||||||||
| 17 | Our bodies longing for the aches to escape | and I can't get respect cause I'm not at the bar | 17 | ||||||||||
| 18 | In the filth they'll accept is the filth | now the teenage brigade has opinions | 18 | ||||||||||
| 19 | I'm dragging my belly through | when I'm weak it is bleak and they're all capping me | 19 | ||||||||||
| 20 | with their cold metal clutch on us tightly | 20 | |||||||||||
| 21 | 'Cause we're being drowned out in our own fucking sound | so get hip to recouping with youth at | 21 | ||||||||||
| 22 | Now the teenage brigade has opinions | the bottom of a rabbit's hole! | 22 | ||||||||||
| 10 | And I can't get respect 'cause I'm not at the bar | 10 | |||||||||||
| 11 | And the teenage brigade has opinions | 11 | |||||||||||
| 12 | 12 | ||||||||||||
| 13 | When I'm weak it is bleak and they're all capping me | 13 | |||||||||||
| 14 | With their cold metal clutch on us tightly | 14 | |||||||||||
| 15 | And I can't get respect 'cause I'm not at the bar | 15 | |||||||||||
| 16 | And the teenage brigade has opinions | 16 | |||||||||||
| 17 | 17 | ||||||||||||
| 18 | So get hip to recouping with youth | 18 | |||||||||||
| 19 | At the bottom of a rabbit's hole | 19 | |||||||||||
| 20 | 20 | ||||||||||||
| 21 | Do we all sound like this | 21 | |||||||||||
| 22 | Do we all sound like this | 22 | |||||||||||
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