Bland Street Bloom

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Lyrics

There's no ambition, told from vision

Pre-recorded, Maze of wisdom

Bland Street Bloom, a moronic feeling

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No ambition, plague of pigeons

Twisted in your maze of wisdom

Shake-up, make-up, fake-up

Think you need some healing

No ambition

Same old wrong millennium Scorn

Maze of Wisdom

Bland Street Bloom, a moronic feeling

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Pretty little birds singing in the street

Few trees left, bare and shivering

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In this hollow bitter street

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No ambition, told from vision

Pre-recorded maze of wisdom

Bland street bloom

Bland street bloom

Bland street bloom (as the)

Bland street bloom

Bland street bloom (as the)

As the dove rains blood

As the dove rains blood

As the dove rains blood

As the dove rains blood

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A world of wonders (dove)

Man-made mechanical thunders (blood)

A world of wonders (dove)

Man-made mechanical thunders

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Like stuffing a turkey

Gutless, hollow

Man-made premeditated hole

Like a rock that doesn't roll

You are the rock that doesn't roll

Like a rock that doesn't roll

You are the rock that doesn't roll

Empty coal into the fruit bowl

Become a machine

Just one of the people

Welcome to the middle road

You soul has now been scrolled

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No backbone, just torn and thrown

Into the snow you go

No backbone, just malignant groans

Of what and where and now

Of what and when and how of what

Don't count on nothing being free

Because when you're in the concrete sea

Not you or me or in between

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I can't stand them, I can't stand this

About as much fun as drinking a pint of piss, of piss

Can't wear that and you cant smoke this

It's bitter as a cold brew, bitter as a cold brew, pint of piss

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A world of wonders (dove)

Man-made mechanical thunders (blood)

A world of wonders (dove)

Man-made mechanical thunders

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As the dove rains blood over the streets

Man-made mechanical thunder

I think I've seen this kind of thing too many times before

Mediocrity has never been a way of life

I've been inspired by seeing all this strife

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Bland street bloom

Bland street bloom

Bland street bloom

Bland street bloom

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I can't stand them, I can't stand this

About as much fun as drinking a pint of piss, of piss

Can't wear that and you cant smoke this

It's bitter as a cold brew, bitter as a cold brew, pint of piss

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