"I Seriously Am The Better Detergent." genre: Punk
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	No, seriously.
	CD: Exploding Church Fiesta
	Lyrics Smoky lungs & arteries. Unsatisfied? By all means. Performance-rated melodies. The standards of trade, the guilt of getting paid. Selling a dead flower bouqet. You assholes make me want to carry hand grenades. I smirked and took a ten, and planned my parliament. "Why are you so acrid?" Why, look at your bloody hands. It's a fucked-up twist of fate when they raise the floating rate, damaging me and you and everybody we once knew. Raise the bar and break your arms. Turn off the HBO and take me home. Boxes & bottles & rebates & the get-ups I grew to hate. Christening your truck is akin to spinning plates. I'm a cynical phantom in the ploys I get nothing from. When I communicate everybody jumps the gun. I'm amazed we disagree with the scope of novelties - you act like answers grow on trees. Go ahead and make a loan on the billboard in your home, but don't be startled when even your thoughts aren't your own. Raise the bar and break your arms. Turn off the HBO and take me home.

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