Ministry from Western Shore by Coffin Salesman

Come on baby let's take the train out of this city
Go someplace where we don't have to feel so scared
All this technology is just driving me crazy.
And the way they get to you it just ain't fair

She say "come on, quit all that talk about dying
If you follow the small rules you can break the big ones"
And everyone around here just always buys in
But I swear to god that'll never happen to us

Julia, a girl like you should know, when it's time to let it go

And I don't know how we got so reckless
But I'm going away and they're gonna make me clean
And I don't know just what will become of you
But I hope you don't settle for anything less than free

'Cause when they strap me to that chair you know I love you
When they break my back you know I love you still
And when the man comes with the switch you know I love you
But when he asks me to sell you out you know I will

Julia a girl like you should know, when it's time to let it go

Three cheers for victory
Love and beautiful misery
Three cheers for victor
In the basement down at the ministry.

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