"Alien Nation" genre: Goth
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	Bass heavy electrogothrock crossover with screaming guitars and spat vocals
	CD: Rehearsing For Dementia/Any Idiot Can Join the Dots   Label: Invisible (comp) Credits: White/Pulsford/Marshalsea
	Story Behind the Song About the dangers of open internet forums. Suddenly nobodies have as big a voice as everyone else. Just because an idiot gets a modem, it doesn't make their point of view any more valid. Lyrics I'm was sorry (though god knows why) Crawled under a rock but didn't die A fair ground ride, with no thrills and spills, A tired ghost train, with no chills I'm not sorry, I'm so contented The same old model, but re-invented Post my spite, in the boldest type, Yesterday's man with a go-faster hype. And I'm back. In your face Wrong time. Wrong taste. Not cut up. Cutting down What goes round comes around Can't undo. Can't amend Here to stay. Here's where it ends. I spell it out, in silver, black and white Where's the crime, in simply being right? Dead end kids brought to their knees Minds infected with their own disease I won't feed you I don't heed you I can't feel you I don't need you

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