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Lyrics:

[Intro] [Dark, dragging tremolo guitar | Hissing analog static | Heavy rhythmic bass]

[Verse 1]
Hey Miss Magnificent, you’re a blight on the clouds today.
Your pale blues are rotting on a yesterday soul.
So pure and malignant, sketched in neon-light,
You’re a sight to make the buzzards sing all wrong.

[Chorus | Explosive Energy | Rage Punk Style]
And it’s a Magnificent lie, all chemicals and lye,
And all my rusted-button heart can scream is "this is hell."
A Magnificent scene, in shades of gangrene,
I’ll grind you up inside my jellybean machine.

[Verse 2] We’ll take a hearse made of painted-on rain,
And chase the rot into a paper-mâché noon.
Then we’ll sip a cup of venom, eat a sulfur moon,
Sit on deckchairs woven from a funeral tune.

[Bridge | Sudden Half-time | Roadhouse Blues Feel]
You’re so Magnificent, you make the clocks all bleed...
I hope you’re amused as the coppers drive by.
As much as I can be, I’m a sinking boat for you,
To have you on my arm is a forgotten homicide.

[Outro] And as the evening rots, just like it did before...
We’ll pin our failures to a revolving door.
Oh, Miss Magnificent, I hope our shadows stay entwined...
In the dirt, for a day, and never more.
[Feedback squeal | Sudden Cut]

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Miss Malignant

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