Songtexte
You
sit
outside
in
the
dark
And
get
nicked
by
the
strobe
light
While
we're
playing
indoors
We
play
in
a
bar,
we
play
in
a
basement
We
play
in
a
room
where
the
mix
isn't
right
The
help
at
the
door,
the
age
to
get
in
The
artist
is
smug,
they
don't
sound
like
they
did
We're
ready
to
move,
the
crowd
is
just
there
If
you
got
things
on
your
mind,
shove
'em
off
The
crowd
they
dress
like
the
band
And
show
their
support
You're
not
on
the
list,
you
paid
to
get
in
Your
boyfriend
is
fat,
it
was
something
you
did
In
concert
tonight,
the
bass
drum
is
quick
If
you
got
things
on
your
mind,
shove
'em
off
Yeah,
that's
why
we
have
come
to
collect
your
bodies
From
your
lovers
and
pause
all
the
suffering
At
least
start
pacing
That's
right
(That's
right)
That's
right,
we
have
come
to
collect
your
bodies
From
your
lovers
and
pause
all
the
suffering
At
least
start
pacing
1 Sex Is Personal
2 Call Call
3 Worked Up So Sexual
4 Cars Pass In Cold Blood
5 Casual Sex
6 Victim Convenience
7 Sealed Human
8 In Concert
9 The Passives
10 Cars Pass in Cold Blood
11 Worked Up So Sexual
12 The Passives
13 In Concert
14 Call Call
15 Sealed Human
16 Sex is Personal
17 Brokers, Priests, and Analysts
18 Cars Pass in Cold Blood
19 In Concert
20 Call Call
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