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(originally done by Depeche Mode)
I need to be cleansed
It's time to make amends
For all of the fun
The damage is done
And I feel diseased
I'm
mode, the octopus mode

touch you here and touch you there
Anywhere by the ocean rocks
I'll kiss you there by the docks
In the octopus mode

I got eight
(Originally performed by Depeche Mode
Music: Depeche Mode / Lyrics: Piotr Wiwczarek)

I feel you
Your son is dead
I feel you
Within my mind
You're
meant to be crap
We hate all music and especially rap

We don't like Michael Jackson, we hate Depeche Mode
We don't care for Madonna or Kylie Minogue
crap
We hate all music and especially rap

We don't like Michael Jackson, we hate Depeche Mode
We don't care for Madonna or Kylie Minogue
Our
Hangin' out in the commode
Listening to Depeche Mode
You look like some kind of toad
Why are you a moron?

Got a skateboard, gnarly rad
With money
Well, my name is Andy see and I can guarantee
That if you wanna be down, then down is where I'll be
I'm on Fresh Mode, I rock Fresh Mode
I rap Fresh
ANDYCAT:	Well my name is Andy see and I can guarantee
		That if you want to be down, then down is where I'll be
		I'm on Fresh Mode, I rock Fresh
ANDYCAT:	Well my name is Andy see and I can guarantee
		That if you want to be down, then down is where I'll be
		I'm on Fresh Mode, I rock Fresh
Doesn't matter what I'm packin' in my denim it's what's in my genes

The only smoked meat the only sausage I would eat is made by Jimmy
Dean
See I'm not
here 
and ain't tryna hear nothing 'cause we had it 
up to here 
lyrics have no dress code 
from KRS to depeche mode 
Kid I'm so cool you catch
here 
and ain't tryna hear nothing 'cause we had it 
up to here 
lyrics have no dress code 
from KRS to depeche mode 
Kid I'm so cool you catch
covered, strawberry, apple pie a la mode

It's all in the way you look at me (apple pie la mode)
I'm sure I'll enjoy your company (apple pie la mode)
You're
the decimals
Know where to cop? Nah! Got a connect? No!
Who in the F knows how to be successful
Need a "personal Jesus," I'm in Depeche Mode
They say its
I like my girls like my women
And my women like my girls
With ice cream on their ass
And my dick in their world
I ain’t fuckin’ around
I’m
Stoned, pump Depeche Mode
Man all I see is red snow
Left my man with a headstone on Edgecombe
He was goin' for the glory and the end zone
Just another sob
Gahan is in Depeche Mode
Used to have a crush on Michel'le from Death Row
This business is pop charts and who gets the top part
I still be wanting
A truck stop in Kansas, nowhere to go
Too many days without any shows
It's 4 a.m. as I sip from my cup
5 a.m. the sun's coming up

My body has
they'll rid us all!

Okay so lets go, retro-gression I'm guessing that Wrek knows
Sees memories all in my flesh though, strange love, he's in a depeche
french-kiss
Tout l'été sur le sofa
En s'louant des films de chuck norris
Sur mon vidéo beta

On haïssait depeche mode
Et la musique de tapettes
On fumait
blowin' the day to take a walk in the sun
And follow my face, so somebody's new mode long

And even if time is passin' me by alive
I couldn't care less
[Chorus]
I see shadows on the road again
Wonder if they comin' for my soul
I get trapped up in this mode I'm in
And will I ever grow old?

I
time to find her gone 

She's on the train 
To somewhere up by Fordham Road 
Her reptile brain 
Locked down and ready in combat mode 

Some cash,
Don't get me wrong
If I'm looking kind of dazzled
I see neon lights
Whenever you walk by

Don't get me wrong
If you say "hello" and I take a ride
whoa oh whoa oh
I can't afford to sleep
By my own accord I'm a borderline creep
My old friends are all employed 

Lookin' out the window at a brick