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Swingin' Utters Lyrics

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You feel stupid Tired of losing Each game brings you
misery Each situation appears Just to fool you You
feel ill with awful nausea And a subtle hysteria That
keeps you Paranoid and looking over your shoulder So
cut all the little people off They're just debris from
giant blocks And you're
the strongman who keeps pounding with a hammer
They cut you down with razer tongues and gave you lashings
from their songs You're the strongman and all around
you hear their laughter You've the strength of twenty
men and spill the guts of most of them until you're
empty and ashamed and out of charisma you've a golden
heart of stone and secret memories of passion that
you hide from all the ugly people that despise you
This song is from the album "Scared" and "More Scared: The House Of Faith Years".