filthy thieving bastards - on with the show lyrics
your silence is golden, the silence is rotten
nothing’s the same once it’s forgotten
you’ve been mistaken, you’re always mistaken
running on empty with too far to go
and you take your bows at the curtain call
the others flock to see you as you start to fall
it’s all in vain, feels like a sick charade
but in the end isn’t that what you want?
boredom is golden, the boredom is rotten
there’s no talk but you’ve said it before
you’re not so ambitious, you’ve abandoned ambition
there’s nowhere to go when you’re all alone
still you take your bows at the curtain call
punch in and out like clockwork at the monster’s ball
you feel afraid that you’re some sick cliche
in the end that’s all that you’ve ever sought
play the game like a man, child
stay the same for a short while
you’ll be broken down to size
they’ll chew you up with hungry eyes
your shyness is golden, my silence is rotten
i’ve so much to say but you’ve heard it before
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