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Bombs Over Providence - Zombie Cheerleader Slumber Party Massacre lyrics
We dumb smart kids got guts; we're buying in without selling out. 
 And we're great at parties. 
 Misplaced-aggression chic, or ill-read rebel's grief, we've got our weapons.
 We've made a lifetime of wearing our comfort on tattered sleeve. 
 I'll buy you everything baby, that's the way I show you my dissent. 
 I spent all my cash on you, got nothing left. 
 We mock the tags we were at our subculture fairs; and we fight from checkout tills. 
 Hot, well dressed and dumb disposable income with a knack for abstraction. 
 We've made a lifetime of wearing our comfort on tattered sleeve. 
 I'll buy you everything babe, that's the way I'll show you my dissent. 
 I spent all my time with you, and we're singing... 
 I don't care about the state of the world today. 
 We'll drown, but damn won't we look good. Bombs Over Providence - Zombie Cheerleader Slumber Party Massacre - http://motolyrics.com/bombs-over-providence/zombie-cheerleader-slumber-party-massacre-lyrics.html
 I don't care about the fate of youth anyway. 
 It's for the buying, looks as good as trying. 
 I don't care about the state of the world today. 
 I don't care. 
 'Cause we don't know better. 
 We live with blinders on. 
 Our memory nearly gone. 
 We get new fall-line chills. 
 Dissent and dollar bills! 
 What do we see, what do we do?
 We've made a lifetime wearing our comfort on tattered sleeve. 
 I'll buy you everything baby, that's the way I show you my dissent. 
 I spent my cash on you, got nothing left.












