Snog - Cliche Lyrics
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Cliche
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What Are The Lyrics For Cliche By Snog?
On this hollow earth
In this empty space We all dance to a tune Played by the master race Those faceless money men Yeah, you're probably one of them Hear their endless muzak tune That plays on and on And when the bullshit happy choir Greets another grim day When the angels swim to our aid Well, here comes another cliché While we hide from our barren end The advertisers pretend That the world is as they say Well, here comes another cliché On this hollow earth In this empty space We all dance to a tune Played by the master race Those faceless money men Yeah, you're probably one of them Hear their endless muzak tune That plays on and on And when the bullshit happy choir Greets another grim day When the angels swim to our aid Well, here comes another cliché While we hide from our barren end The advertisers pretend That the world is as they say Well, here comes another cliché And when the bullshit happy choir Greets another grim day When the angels swim to our aid Well, here comes another cliché While we hide from our barren end The advertisers pretend That the world is as they say Well, here comes another cliché |
Who Wrote Cliche By Snog?
David Lachlan Thrussell, Pieter Alan Bourke
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What's The Duration Of The Cliche By Snog?The duration of Cliche is 4:18 minutes and seconds. |
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