Paroles Ill de Indelicates (The)

Indelicates (The)
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You got sweethearts, you got pressuresYou've got starlight, and pretty wishesYou got sisters who sing on the radioAnd vessels to possess on the radioYour sex is a sickness, yeh your sex is a sicknessAnd you got time, yeh you got time to loseBecause you'll never take enough of those pillsYou know you're too clever to be mentally illYou'll never fashion your damaged soulBecause you're too clever to lose controlYou got doctors and you got stitchesYou got lovers and you've got well wishersYou got vapid love in a couplette 2000 words and a side barYour sickness is your shibboleth, your sex is a sicknessAnd you got time, yeh you got time to loseBecause you'll never take enough of those pillsYou know you're too clever to be mentally illYou'll never fashion your damaged soulBecause you're too clever to lose control

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