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Elektrolahundes at the grave of the H.M.V. Dog und der Nachrichtensprecher and the newsreader traegt ein ehrliches Gesicht-
somebody injured or dead Or the cars going past Or the river is fast Getting high Getting high Now a newsreader's eyes are opening wide with a bulletin
this muthafucka up so what the fuck!? ! Huh, make it rough! Yo muggs, make it rough Huh, make it rough Enough Outro: (*newsreader*) (not guilty
why I try Hard not to start These affairs of the heart These affairs of the heart Out in the big world, it was coming on morning The newsreader
As like as if this black was white 'Dark star' bombs will feed us With bulletproof newsreaders Read all about it - next Turn to the tv - text Left right
pokeys Embarrassing Bodies Rachel on Countdown Maybe even Vorders Sexy newsreaders Milfy school teachers Lingerie mannequins Pics of Anne Boleyn A slip
feelings for the mamas Speaks so much call him the newsreader Might be a talk show host, Male Oprah Riddle me this, riddle me that, confusion No vote
Ever since the world began Ever since the world began People been dealing with the overwhelming feeling of attraction Two newsreaders every night
the power It takes peace to fight the power I am the TV newsreader Yet I yearn to tell the truth So I look directly at the camera And ignore the autocue
Words in this book are gettin' into my bed I can't sleep at night 'cause there's a gun at my head The disinformation that the newsreaders spread I
I'm not for underground records like mines leaving in I'm constantly higher than your average raver been I get respects like a newsreader If I had 24
the evidence that was never brought to trial, But not in the void behind the newsreaders' smile. Truth hides whenever we lose our focus Slips out
gone 'Three hundred lost' the newsreader said In a wayward flight bound for Australia today I knew you weren't planning no Australian trip But I called
And drew in her breath It's suspected arson the newsreader said My life was reborn into that incendiary darkness It brought to mind the great writers
And they're gone “Three hundred lost' the newsreader said In a wayward flight bound for Australia today I knew you weren't planning no Australian trip
of history Watching Newsreaders linking mysteries Even though a few reporters taught us to be cautious 'cause they Stink of this disease called inconsistency