Let's seize the day All hold hands, chase the pricks away Let's seize the day All hold hands, chase the pricks away You can do it! You can do it! Yes you can!

Yeah boy, just break your back Salute the DJ for the music crack Yeah girl, just snap that neck Shake so hard, shake the demons shook dead

I got myself together I got myself in check You caught me on my knees Knees are raw red

Brylcreem Creatine And a bag of Charlie Sheen Brylcreem Creatine And a bag of cocaine

I'm like Stone Cold Steve Austin I put homophobes in coffins

I can feel my eyes vibrate I can feel my eyes vibrate I can feel my eyes vibrate I can feel my eyes vibrate

In spite of it all Life is beautiful In spite of it all Life is beautiful

You only die once You'll never come back You're gone when you're gone So, love what you can

Blighty wants his country back 50 inch screen in his cul-de-sac wombic charm of the Union Jack As he cries at the price of a bacon bap

As my top gets blood damp My oh my I can feel the raw Flesh on the bottom of the footwell floor

I've been in the back seat Driving around for days There's nothing more to see here

I'm like Stone Cold Steve Austin I put homophobes in coffins

Burn like a fire Feels like an itch Hum like a choir Act like a dick, act like a dick

I fixed the numb, but the numb don't fix Now I fixed and I just feel sick Sick sick, I feel kicks But the kicks don't kick so I act a prick

I've got more stories to tell But I can't remember time nor place

The mask of masculinity Is a mask Is a mask that's wearing me

I got on my knees And I begged my mother With a bottle in one hand It's one or the other

You will not catch me staring at the sun Not sucking on a dum-dum Not turning round to run No Hallelujah's and no Kingdom Come's So you will not catch me staring at the sun.

And so it turns Again and again

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