Blood From a Clone

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They say they like it, now, but 
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in the market it
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May not go well as it's too laid 
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back.
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You need some oomph-papa, 
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nothing like Frank Zappa
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And not New Wave they don't play 
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that crap

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Try beating your head on a brick 
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wall
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Hard like a stone
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Don't have time for the music
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They want the blood from a clone
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I hear a clock ticking
I feel the nitpicking
I almost quit kicking at the wall
There seems a confusion, under the 
illusion
That they know just what will suit 
you all

Beating my head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't got time for the music
They want the blood from a clone

There is no sense to it
Pure pounds and pence to it
They're so intense too makes me 
amazed
Don't want no music but, they're 
making you sick with
Some awful noises that may get 
played

By beating their heads on a brick 
wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't no messing 'round with music
Give them the blood from a clone

Where will it all lead us
I thought we had freed us
From the mundane seems I'm wrong 
again
Could be they lack roots, they're 
still wearing jack boots
They're marching somewhere in the 
pouring rain

Beating my head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Don't have time for the music
They want the blood from a clone