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Date Posted: 15:58:46 07/26/11 Tue
Author: Vice Versa
Subject: They Like My Voice

Put your faith in a theory, a World shoved into jars
Poetry is just movement in margins
Rock and roll is just drugs and fast cars
I want to dance but I'm afraid
I want to love with no conditions
but I'm so superficial and you're superstitious
We just run in circles, it gets a little repetitious
I said we just run in circles, it's a cycle so vicious
We just run in circles, I can see monotony in the distance
We just run in circles, a sorry excuse for an existence
This ain't living

Marvin Gaye used to sing to me
Had me feeling like a soul-singer was the thing to be
Maybe all the fly ladies would cling to me

They like my voice and my words seem to fill a void
My libido's a mosquito and they get rather annoyed
They want me to be their man but I act more like a boy
throwing a tantrum because I broke my favorite toy
She was a trophy to flaunt, you were my Helen of Troy

Thought as a concept, life as an experiment
I wanna be ya friend, you take yourself too serious
Always indifferent but sometimes furious
On occasion you wave at people that pass by
Sick of making apologies, this is the last time
Put your faith in a theorym a World shoved into jars
Poetry is motion in margins
Rock and roll is drugs and fast cars

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