The Sainte Catherines Us Against the Music Lyrics
            If you wouldn't tell Stalin then don't tell anyone
            You're sick of fighting, I thought we'd already won
            When I wanted to move out of this s___ty ugly town
            There was only music that kept my feet on the ground
        
            What are they fighting for?
            For freedom or for oil?
            I lost touch and I got bored
            Too much lying and too much blood
        
            If you wouldn't tell George Bush, don't tell anyone
            You're sick of fighting, I thought we'd already won
            I wanted to move out of this s___ty ugly town
            There was only music that kept my feet on the ground
        
            I still miss the hand that feeds
            But it's all good, I feel the beat
            The ring of fire, the honesty
            I hear your voice and I still breathe
        
            If you wouldn't tell your husband then don't tell anyone
            You're sick of f___ing, I thought he already knew
            You wanted to move out of this s___ty ugly house
            There was only music that kept your feet on the ground
        
            He left you here crying
            Sold everything for pills
            But I realize I was not
            The center of everything we got
        
            There's no goal, there's no purpose
            But happiness for those who wait
            Just play me an old record
            What goes around will come back someday
        
            There's no goal, there's no purpose
            But happiness for those who wait
            Just play me an old record
            What goes around will come back today
        
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