Lyrics Middle Mass - The Fall
The
evil
is
not
in
extremes
It's
in
the
aftermath
The
middle
mass
After
the
fact
Vulturous
in
the
aftermath
Summer
close
season
A
quiet
dope
and
cider
man
But
during
the
season
Hard
drug
and
cider
mates
The
boy
is
like
a
tape
loop
The
boy
is
like
a
uh-uh
Not
much
contact
Drinking,
the
men
wait
They
are
set
at
nought
Because
cripple
states
a
holy
state
Because
cripple
states
a
holy
state
The
Werhmacht
never
got
in
here
The
Werhmacht
never
got
in
here
The
Werhmacht
never
got
in
here
The
Werhmacht
never
got
in
here
Thought
it
took
us
six
years
The
werhmacht
never
got
in
here
And
living
here
you
whisper,
bub
And
living
here
you
whisper,
bub!
This
boy
is
like
a
tape
loop
And
he
has
soft
mitts
But
he's
the
last
domain
Of
a
very
black,
back
room
brain
He
learned
a
word
today
The
word's
misanthropy
And
he's
running
to
and
from
The
cats
from
tin
pan
alley
And
he's
running
with
and
from
The
cats
from
tin
pan
alley
And
going
down
the
alley
Take
the
cats
from
the
alley
Up
to
them
The
alley's
full
of
cats
from
tin
pan
Come
into
the
back
room
Brian
And
meet
The
middl
mass
The
middl
mass
Vulturous
in
the
aftermath
Middl
mass
1 Totally Wired
2 New Face In Hell
3 Fit and Working Again
4 That Man
5 Container Drivers
6 Rowche Rumble
7 How I Wrote Elastic Man
8 An Older Lover, Etc.
9 Cary Grant's Wedding
10 Pay Your Rates
11 City Hobgoblins
12 Middle Mass
13 Gramme Friday
14 Leave the Capitol
15 English Scheme
16 New Puritan
17 Prole Art Threat
18 The NWRA
19 The Man Whose Head Expanded
20 Lie Dream of a Casino Soul
21 I Feel Voxish
22 Hip Priest
23 Hotel Bloedel
24 Winter 1
25 Ludd Gang
26 Smile
27 Tempo House
28 Hexen Definitive / Strife Knot
29 Wings
30 Eat Y'Self Fitter
31 Kicker Conspiracy
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