You keep tellin' all the world
You've got the motor running
You'd better wash your socks
They smell like death
You keep running 'round
And sell the people little dreams
Why don't you shut up now
You drive me mad
You've got the motor running
You'd better wash your socks
They smell like death
You keep running 'round
And sell the people little dreams
Why don't you shut up now
You drive me mad
Brainsucker
You've stolen all your money
And you've stolen all our minds
Watch out, soon you'll get the hammer back
Ain't no place around for "bullshit man dirt" like you are
Come on man, I'll bang your head instead
Brainsucker
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