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We segregate, assimilate
assassinate and exterminate
accumulate the toxic waste
evacuate and fabricate
Living in this catapult with ropes so frayed and weak
Investigate, interrogate
the candidates and their Watergates and all
they legislate and orchestrate
and designate just who will take the fall
Looking through this goldfish bowl, no one sees the leaks
Think I'm gonna
Disintegrate in all this hate and ignorance
Disintegrate, it's getting late for the broken man
Might as well disintegrate, what a fate I don't understand
the 20th Century plan
The model playmate, alledged dream date
she emasculates me by saying hello
She's underweight, didn't graduate but
I have to take the bait like I've always been told
Modern love does not exist
We're actors playing parts
And starting to

(CHORUS)

We better phone in a prayer to the T.V. Gods
A hundred dollars can get you salvation but
We're gonna need to buy some bullet-proof souls
For world domination percolates some
They'll detontate and devastate, no one escapes
Asphyxiation, instant cremation
it's a stalemate or obliteration
We'll finally get that cleaner slate
with time to recreate...as long as we

(CHORUS)

I really think I'm gonna disintegrate
We segregate, assimilate    assassinate and exterminate    accumulate the toxic waste    evacuate and fabricate    Living in this catapult with ropes so frayed and weak    Investigate, interrogate    the candidates and their Watergates and all    they legislate and orchestrate    and designate just who will take the fall    Looking through this goldfish bowl, no one sees the leaks    Think I'm gonna    Disintegrate in all this hate and ignorance    Disintegrate, it's getting late for the broken man    Might as well disintegrate, what a fate I don't understand    the 20th Century plan    The model playmate, alledged dream date    she emasculates me by saying hello    She's underweight, didn't graduate but    I have to take the bait like I've always been told    Modern love does not exist    We're actors playing parts    And starting to       (CHORUS)       We better phone in a prayer to the T.V. Gods    A hundred dollars can get you salvation but    We're gonna need to buy some bullet-proof souls    For world domination percolates some    They'll detontate and devastate, no one escapes    Asphyxiation, instant cremation    it's a stalemate or obliteration    We'll finally get that cleaner slate    with time to recreate...as long as we       (CHORUS)       I really think I'm gonna disintegrate
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