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Boys: shoot to thrill from the hip. it&#39;s time we put the &quot;act&quot; in action. we&#39;ve tricked the pigs into thinking that this auction is a pageant. in no time there will be makeup on our new set of cutlery. the livestock is star struck. they&#39;re all salivating like ravenous cartoons. goddamn animal. you&#39;d better watch where you spit. squeal like soft music. if it helps, we&#39;ll dim the lights on the floor. neon bulbs are the cosmetics of swine. everybody looks quite dazzling, trussed up in there formal attire. you&#39;d make a great secret if i could keep you, but we all spill out guts. we&#39;re locked and loaded. drip fed and bloated. our trigger fingers snagged in the mouse trap of the moment. turn the lights off on us, like a moth left in the cold. in the dark, begging for more. when the urgency strikes, you&#39;d better not lose your nerve. it&#39;s the rush that the cockroaches get at the end of the world. it&#39;s alright. there&#39;s a pail by the bed if you need it (but you&#39;re doing just fine). when in rome we shall do a the romans, when in hell we do shots at the bar. last call, kill it. we don&#39;t think in terms of mornings afters and we don&#39;t utter a single word of the night befores. in the meantime we&#39;re just thoughtless incessant buzzing aparatus. disillusioned and lonelier than the last man stading. it doesn&#39;t get any better than this so run like hell. this is a rock and roll takeover. living each day one night at a time. there were mercy fucks, there was blood. you should have been there by my side. this is passion, this is red handed denial. i have no lover and she hasn&#39;t the prettiest eyes. last call, kill it.

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