The ghost of a thousand

Knees, toes, teeth

The ghost of a thousand
Fucking new romantics
it's only rock-n-roll
this is our religion as heaven we'll never know.
No, I'm not delivered.

Architects as militants, architects as crystal bones
metal hearts as oil cans, metal shoulders, knees and toes
in the spaces in our teeth lie the weapons of our youth
bring them down without a sound
bring them down and burn their towns.

Fucking new romantics
it's only rock-n-roll
this is our religion as heaven we'll never know
No, I'm not delivered.
I'm not delivered at all
I'm not delivered at all
I'm not delivered at all
Yeahh!

We all kneel down at the feet of the sound. (3x)
at the feet of the sound

I was born an hour glass
now I'm skinny as a rake
I was born with silver spoons but I'll die without a care, but that's cool. .

Fucking new romantics
it's only rock-n-roll
this is our religion as heaven we'll never know
No, I'm not delivered
I'm not delivered at all.

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