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Your parents' generation made the nightmare love
And I've seen them circling the hawks and the doves
They're weaving sticks together with the utmost care
Using ribbons cut from their children's hair
And every single second there's a new one made
Cats in the alley, eyes aflame

The story's long, long, long

And oh, why stop when you've not had enough?
Bodies lurching for the filthy cup
Let's not delay

I know the medication's been a trial sweet
So you stay inside and forget to eat
Before your brother joined the army he was nothing too
You should see now what he can do
What I'm saying is the answer is to drink it up
Eat the body, taste the blood

The story's long, long, long

And oh, why stop when you have had enough?
Bodies lurching for the filthy cup
Who's not to blame?

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