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Refused Are Fuckin' Dead

Beyond ability & control we could be weekend lovers

Steal a sentence and make a catch phrase parole for our revolution

Whispered all across the street about the, about the new cool call

Or screamed at your face like a scabs payrollFaces like angels, licking our fingertips

We don't have the patience to deal with it

With battered bodies & puckered lips

We don't have the patience to deal with itA naive young secret for the new romantics

We express ourselves in loud & fashionable ways

A naive young secret for the new romantics

We express ourselves in loud & fashionable waysFaces like angels, licking our fingertips

We don't have the patience to deal with it

With battered bodies & puckered lips

We don't have the patience to deal with it. Yeah!Get down, get down. Can I get a witness? Oh!

This I gotta see

Bring it in! Bring it in! Bring it in!

One more time for me. Yeah!

Gotta get away from this town

Bring it in! Bring it in! Bring it in!

One more time for me. Go!

We don't have the patience [Repeat 4x]

Yeah!

Get down

Listen to himA naive young secret for the new romantics

We express ourselves in loud & fashionable ways [Repeat: 4X]

Songwriters

David Per Sandstrom;Dennis Sven Lyxzen;Kristoffer Martin Steen;Jon Albin BrannstromPublished by

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