Correction Lyrics Industrial... is dead (Remaster) by Rabbit Junk

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Like some girl in a snuff video
With a cord around her neck and her veins full of blow
She's dancing like she doesn't know
That she's hanging in the morgue with industrial
So gothed out like "Black Number 1"
She'd rather slit her wrists than have some fun
Shaking her corpse to the same old sh*t
Playing it safe is boring, inn't it!?

Oi, Mr. DJ, what records are you going to play?
Oi, Mr. DJ, are you gonna play the same damn thing that you did yesterday?

This ghetto - abysmal
Like gangstas - in limbo
Creation - invasion
A fortress - a mission
Arrested - infested
This corpse has been re-animated
Pale embrace in a sick romance
It's dead and gone, but still they all dance

But still they all dance

Every day is Halloween
But it's Halloween stuck in '93
And it makes me think of the good old days
Of Skinny Puppy and Ministry
Combat boots and PVC
Dressing up like a scary drag queen
It's dead and gone, so let's move on
Industrial, R.I.P

Oi, Mr. DJ, what records are you going to play?
Oi, Mr. DJ, are you gonna play the same damn thing that you did yesterday?

But still they all dance

Yo!

Two three four!

If you're lookin' for a zombie f**k
Then get your kicks at the club Noc Noc
Dancing all ro-bot-ic
120 BPM, goin' tic-toc tic-toc

Un-dead posers drinking at the bar
And broken pretty things that can't get very far
And the three-legged dogs that are on the the prance
I say "step aside, b*t*hes, I'm here to dance"

Let's go

Let's f**king dance
Let's f**king dance
Let's f**king dance

Let's f**king dance
Let's f**king dance
Let's f**king dance
Yeah

But still they all dance

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