Soft Cell - Monoculture [Playgroup Remix] Lyrics
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Monoculture [Playgroup Remix]
Monoculture [Playgroup Remix] Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Monoculture [Playgroup Remix] By Soft Cell?
Why don't I just give up
And do myself a favor? My life is slowly turning gray And losing all its flavor Everything the same Again and again and again Everything the same Again and again and again Over and over and over Again and again and again (Monoculture) Over and over and over Again and again and again (Monoculture) No change The world's gone insane (Monoculture) Everything that's old Is new again (Monoculture) Monoculture Monoculture Why don't I just give up And submit to the great God of Bland All my exotic gestures No longer in demand Everything the same Again and again and again Everything the same Again and again and again Over and over and over Again and again and again (Monoculture) Over and over and over Again and again and again (Monoculture) Monoculture It's the same Monoculture (Monoculture) Mediocre (Mediocre) Monoculture (Monoculture) Mediocre Over and over and over Again and again and again (Monoculture) Over and over and over Again and again and again (Monoculture) No change The world has gone insane (Monoculture) Everything that's old Is new again (Monoculture) Monoculture Mediocre The same, ordinary Boring, mediocre The same, ordinary Boring, monoculture |
Who Wrote Monoculture [Playgroup Remix] By Soft Cell?
Marc Almond Peter, David A. Ball
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