The Memo

C/G

[Verse 1]
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I'm gonna steal some bedsheets, 
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from an amputee
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I'm gonna mount em on a canvas, in
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 the middle of the gallery
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I'm gonna tell everybody it was 
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painted by a chimpanzee, but 
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just between you and me
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Here at the cultural low water 
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mark, if it's fraud or art, they'll
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 pay you to believe

[Verse 2]
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I'm gonna take five young dudes, 
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from white families
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Gonna mount em on a billboard, in 
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the middle of the country
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I'm gonna tell everybody they 
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sing like angels with whiter 
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teeth, but just between you and me
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They're just like the ones before, 
with their standards lower, every 
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concert goer will pay you to 
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believe

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[Bridge]
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Caffeine in the morning, alcohol at 
night
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Cameras to record you and mirrors 
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to recognize
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And as the world is getting 
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smaller, small things take up all 
your time
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Narcissus would have had a field 
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day if he could have got online

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And friends it's not self-love that
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 kills you, it's when those who 
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hate you are allowed
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To sell you that you're a glorious 
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shit the entire world revolves 
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around
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And that you're the eater, and not 
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the eaten, but that your hunger 
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will only cease
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If you come binge on radiant 
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blandness at the disposable feast...

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Just quickly how would you rate 
yourself
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In terms of sex appeal and cultural
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 significance?
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Do you usually listen to music like 
this? can we recommend some similar 
artists?
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Are you feeling depressed?...but 
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your feedback's important,...to 
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us...

[Verse 3]
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Gonna buy myself a sports team, 
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and put em in a pit
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Gonna wage the old crusade, 
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against consciousness
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All I need's a couple winners to 
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get every loser to fight in it, 
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keep the golden calf, just need 
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the bullshit
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They won't just sell themselves 
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into slavery, they'll get on their 
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knees and pay you to believe