I thought I was alone in my utter disgust
Till the old me started to bleed, and we became us
Lust and mistrust and their social halitosis
Combust to form stardust, burning nuclear gust
Who sets presidents up to farm oil?
It's those pigs whose tails curl out to pointed coil
If you wanna know more than mark 'yes' at the end of your test
In repsonse to your call of distress - we're the best!

(Meet me in the back room)
I'll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
(Meet me in the back room)
Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa

They say rebellion exists in despair and their ironic facial hair
The Devil may, or may not care
I saw the look she gave to Mr. Cred
She said, 'Don't let that blow go to your head.'
She took my hand instead
There's nothing like the brain of a beautiful girl
Where they grasp the fallacy of the world
We're in the back room, back to back
Breathing hard, reading the file on the heart they sought to defile

(Meet me in the back room)
I'll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
(Meet me in the back room)
Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa
(Meet me in the back room)
I'll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
(Meet me in the back room)
Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa
Alright

(Meet me in the back room)
I'll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
(Meet me in the back room)
Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa
(Meet me in the back room)
I'll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
(Meet me in the back room)
Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa

She won't follow you, she won't follow you, you won't follow
She won't follow you, she won't follow you, she won't follow

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