Fear Before The March Of Flames - Whisky Is Alright In Its Place, But Its Place Is I lyrics

rate me

I am the street peddlers miracle

I am the street peddlers miracle

I am the street peddlers miracle

I am the street

I am the street peddlers miracle

I am the street peddlers miracle

I am the street peddlers miracle

JUICE

Do I hear? Do I hear?

Do I hear? Do I hear?

Do I hear? Do I hear?

Buyer in the balcony (section)

Do I hear? Do I hear?

Do I hear? Do I hear?

Do I hear? Do I hear?

Buyer in the balcony (section)

Sold to the vampire and his lovely establishment

If integrity were a wooden spike, we'd all be fucked

Push the corpses into the gutter

We'd say to one another

These smart-ass children had it coming

These smart-ass children had it coming

These smart-ass children had it coming

These clones drone along to their power

These clones drone along to their power

These clones drone along to their power

These clones drone

up sell

up sell

These smart-ass children

had it coming

up sell

up sell

up sell

These smart-ass children

had it coming

These smart-ass

up sell

up sell

up sell

If we're going out to dance

(You're up for sale)

they're pissing in the disco halls

(You're up for sale)

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.

If we're going out to dance

(You're up for sale)

they're pissing in the disco halls

(You're up for sale)

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.

This is our lives watched by the auctioneer

This is our lives watched by the auctioneer

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.

up sell.