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Contrivers
by One Equals Two
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I like the way you do
Mystify what we believe is true
There's no one like you
Driven on to corruption
That ain't power
Fickle, your tickle... sustain the strain
Two roosters in a coop
Are less than what you group
Inside a single shot
You have stolen on many's future
That ain't power
Fickle, your tickle... sustain the strain
No, oh no!
One last dance to kill the Romans
Cut your throat
Then throw you into a river
One last chance to rip your romance
Burn those pages
Then bury all contrivers
I'd fight the way you rule
Yeah yeah yeah
We'd better cheer up and pray for you
Where a cutting-edge tongue
Won't wound you nor compel you
To step down
Then a fix has to be damn
Hard on you
One last dance to kill the Romans
Cut your throat
Then throw you into a river
One last fence
Then I'll rip your romance
Burn those pages
Then bury all contrivers
That ain't power
Fickle, your tickle... sustain the strain
One last dance to kill the Romans
Cut your throat
Then throw you into a river
One last chance
To rip your romance
Burn those pages
Then bury all contrivers
One last dance
To kill the Romans
Cut your throat
Then throw you into a river
One last fence
Then I'll rip your romance
Burn those pages
Then bury all contrivers
I like the way you do
Mystify what we believe is true
There's no one like you
Driven on to corruption
That ain't power
Fickle, your tickle... sustain the strain
Two roosters in a coop
Are less than what you group
Inside a single shot
You have stolen on many's future
That ain't power
Fickle, your tickle... sustain the strain
No, oh no!
One last dance to kill the Romans
Cut your throat
Then throw you into a river
One last chance to rip your romance
Burn those pages
Then bury all contrivers
I'd fight the way you rule
Yeah yeah yeah
We'd better cheer up and pray for you
Where a cutting-edge tongue
Won't wound you nor compel you
To step down
Then a fix has to be damn
Hard on you
One last dance to kill the Romans
Cut your throat
Then throw you into a river
One last fence
Then I'll rip your romance
Burn those pages
Then bury all contrivers
That ain't power
Fickle, your tickle... sustain the strain
One last dance to kill the Romans
Cut your throat
Then throw you into a river
One last chance
To rip your romance
Burn those pages
Then bury all contrivers
One last dance
To kill the Romans
Cut your throat
Then throw you into a river
One last fence
Then I'll rip your romance
Burn those pages
Then bury all contrivers
