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RUBBER ROOM
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Yer goin to the rave
yer goin to the rave
ya wanna get laid gonna paint yer face
Goin to the disco
goin to the disco
man with the camel toe dancin to the techno
Goin to the rockshow
goin to the rockshow
there hose'n off the pigs the devils in the backrow.
I'm a little mental i'm a little mental
i'm a gonna pogo through the glass window
the fog machine and the extasy in your mouth.....
It aint sexy its just fuckin foul
Lobotomies and all the looniescome on lets getem now
we gatta storm this mental ward, walk with our heads held proud
zombies don't and dead men walk, standing all around
nobody feels they've got no pulse , we dance at the speed of sound
get off your asses get off the mattress now
Go on back to the rubber room proud
ya gotta get back to the rubber room
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Yer goin to the rave yer goin to the rave ya wanna get laid gonna paint yer face Goin to the disco goin to the disco man with the camel toe dancin to the techno Goin to the rockshow goin to the rockshow there hose'n off the pigs the devils in the backrow. I'm a little mental i'm a little mental i'm a gonna pogo through the glass window the fog machine and the extasy in your mouth..... It aint sexy its just fuckin foul Lobotomies and all the looniescome on lets getem now we gatta storm this mental ward, walk with our heads held proud zombies don't and dead men walk, standing all around nobody feels they've got no pulse , we dance at the speed of sound get off your asses get off the mattress now Go on back to the rubber room proud ya gotta get back to the rubber room
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