Refused Are Fucking Dead Lyrics

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 payroll

Faces 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

A 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 ways

Faces 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!
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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

We don't have the patience

We don't have the patience

We don't have the patience.

Yeah!

Get down

Listen to him

A 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 ways

A 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 ways

Refused Refused Are Fucking Dead