The Others
I’m building an army of misplaced lovers
Known as ”the others”
Working under covers
of love
Cause we got nowhere else to go
Gonna enlist every baldheaded chick with a dick
Every queer that is here so you stupid gits
Know You’re fucked-up, nowhere to go
Hear the pounding of the drums
from your next-door-neighbour
You sure must have known
You got nowhere to go
The Others, O-oh-Oh!
The Others, O-oh-Oh!
The In-Lovers, O-oh-Oh!
I’m building an army of misplaced lovers
Known as ”the others”
Working under covers
The Others…
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