Still ain't found what I was lookin for
Coz it ain't right in front of me yet I'm begging and crawling for more The congregation isn't set Dancing deep inside the heart Bleeding love from the eyes Preorder tickets for the pop tarts Beauty being privileged disguise Put the Messiah way in the back The needs of our many Outweigh the needs of your few Relocate to the reservation It's only a few Not a soul but my voice sings The front row, what a view Now it's even better than the real thing Reorganize this crew For the camera, I wish it blinked The front row, what a view Now it's even better than the real thing Yea, it's all right I think it's all right All set now, I think it's all right Tell the man in the back That he can turn on the lights Bring the glitz and glammer Up'a the front'a the bus The Messiahs on camera You too blot for us Dilute the stew I'm the New England Chowdah king The front row, what a view It's even better than the real thing This army's ready to bring it home Send the signal to your tube I ain't taking off this uniform I got pictures to prove Abnorms in the third world Can't get in my front row I kill only the best furs I'm not sorry but you gotta go ('cept you Miss Sarajevo!) Obsession That's my favorite perfume All the concessions I sell em inside my tunes Reorganize this crew For the camera, I wish it blinked The front row, what a view Now it's even better than the real thing s'What I says, what you do I'm a disciple of the King The front row, what a view Even better than the real thing Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard
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September 2016
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