paroles de chanson The Unspectacular Whiteboy Slave Song - Passage
The
u-boat
pirate
in
the
nuclear
suit's
cool,
But
the
photograph
in
my
chest's
exposed,
So
let
him
come
over
and
have
a
look
at
my
chart,
Put
a
tube
in
me
and
turn
the
bed
down.
I'm
not
getting
the
blues,
i've
got
the
spots
and
i'll
believe
it
When
i
see
it
on
the
beach
with
politics
and
superstition,
Boiling
over
on
me
from
the
pot
of
cherry
bombs
and
scuba
divers
in
the
sun
At
the
equator
or
in
a
small
hotel
room
with
a
hundred
humidifiers.
The
truth
about
radiation
is:
just
imagine
how
the
bomb
feels,
Remember
your
mom
when
you're
as
unspectacular
as
the
white
boy
slave
song.
White
boys
ain't
got
no
slave
song,
so
we
invented
radiation.
Who
other
than
us
wonder
bread
shit
heads
would
go
out
and
build
an
h-bomb...
White
boy
slave
song.
When
we
put
you
in
the
ocean,
we
took
care
of
the
prescriptions,
Your
yearbook,
bookshelf,
and
old
radio,
Stubs
of
pencils
from
1990,
The
screw
in
your
right
arm,
your
blood,
and
your
bottles,
Your
credit
card
collection
and
your
out
of
court
settlement,
Medallions
and
trinkets,
your
day
of
the
dead
banquet
table
And
all
these
last
little
pieces
of
yard
sale.
I'm
lost
in
boston
with
a
head
full
of
xanax
While
they're
in
the
living
room
watching
your
tv.
Album
The Forcefield Kids
1 Forcefield Intro
2 Whine Money
3 Put Together, Play, Red Ferrari Calendar Blob
4 19911
5 All the News That's Fit to Print
6 Creature in the Classroom
7 Free Luvv, From Left Field
8 The Unstrung Harp
9 The Unspectacular Whiteboy Slave Song
10 Spring '97
11 Suffragette
12 Scarefilm
13 Poem to the Hospital
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