"We're All Prostitutes"  Parental Advisory genre: Experimental/Post Rock
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	Four chord anthem loaded down with the pangs of modern society. Songs just like Uncle Jesse used to play in the mining towns of Western Pennsylvania.
	CD: whisky fires   Label: Good Time Popcorn Credits: Lyrics, music and Analog recording: rob adair; Digital production and physical chemistry: Duane Hoch
	Story Behind the Song The same four chords I have been playing since '89. I got motivated to record the song because I was drowning in my own capitalist dream. Lyrics Day by day we sell ourselves short Herded like cattle by the long hard prong. Society is full of unspeakables and little bastard vultures that peck at our nuts. They say there is only one path to righteousness, and they stick us in a cubicle and hang taboo from our breast. We're all prostitutes putting our bodies to use Doin' what we gotta do to get paid. This old wanderlust has led me to a mountaintop in limbo, sharing my quarters with a frothing at the mouth priest. I’m doomed indefinitely unless I slip from this cliff And sail the river Styx But, there are rodents in the valley Gnawing at the stems of the Daisies and I can spend my days there naked and free

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