Contraband Lyrics

Lost in the dust again

They sold you contraband with pride

Courtney became a king

Love is a strange thing to hide

Naughty little policemen

Living in the streets man

All you need for that is a fun little place to hide

Evil little factories unsatisfactory

Teachings only work to warm you up to Suicide

Taken for thrills again

Roll up the bills one more time

Held you for ransom

Oh you're so handsome misses Stien

Ganging up on psychos

Just to keep their minds closed

Selling information sure makes them feel sublime

Tell me sister Moira

Is it Paranoia?

Are your eyes closed?

Or maybe just maybe you're blind

Lost in the dust again

They sold you contraband with pride

Scratching the itch again

Ain't it a bitch feeling alive

Naughty little policemen

Living in the streets man

All you need for that is a gun and a place to hide

Evil little factories unsatisfactory

Teachings only work to warm you up to Suicide

And nothings never ever gonna be enough

Of a screw in my shoe Magoo that'll break my stride