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They say they like it but now in the market

It may not go well as it’s too laid back

You need some oomph, papa, nothing like Frank Zappa

And not new wave, they don’t play that crap

Try beating your head on a brick wall

Hard like a stone

Don’t have time for the music

They want the blood from a clone

I hear a clock ticking, I feel the nitpicking

I almost quit kicking at the wall

There seems a confusion under the illusion

That they know just what will suit you all

Beating my head on a brick wall

Hard like a stone

Haven’t got time for the music

They want the blood from a clone

There is no sense to it, pure pounds and pence to it

They’re so intense too, makes me amazed

Don’t want no music but they’re making you sick with

Some awful noises that may get played

By beating their heads on a brick wall

Hard like a stone

Isn’t no messing around with music

Give them the blood from a clone

Try beating your head on a brick wall

Hard like a stone

Don’t have time for the music

They want the blood from a clone

Where will it all lead us?

I thought we had freed us

From the mundane, seems I’m wrong again

Could be they lack roots, they’re still wearing Jack boots

And marching somewhere in the pouring rain

Try beating your head on a brick wall

Hard like a stone

Don’t have time for the music

They want the blood from a clone

By beating their heads on a brick wall

Hard like a stone

Isn’t no messing around with music

Give them the blood from a clone

Try beating your head on a brick wall

Hard like a stone

Don’t have time for the music

They want the blood from a clone

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