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    Bombs Over Providence - A Vision After The Sermon: Jacob Wrestling With The Junior Boys Soccer Team

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    Bombs Over Providence - All The Good Guys Are Dead, And I'm Twisting My Moustache

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    Bombs Over Providence - And The Award For Best Post-Coital Hug Goes To...

  4. 4

    Bombs Over Providence - Anybody Remember John Enis, Chair Of The Board Of Tourism For Bad Sex, Ont.?

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    Bombs Over Providence - Black Friar's Union Of Thursday Night Anarchists

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    Bombs Over Providence - Broken Records

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    Bombs Over Providence - Bury My Eyes At 1510 King St. W.

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    Bombs Over Providence - Class Aptitude Test Results Are In, And It's Martyr Or Matador For Everybody!

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    Bombs Over Providence - Cobra Constant Committee Bake Sale

  10. 10

    Bombs Over Providence - Dig Them Up And Try To Reason With Them

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    Bombs Over Providence - I've Got Your Revolution Right Here, Wise Ass

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    Bombs Over Providence - May Cruise Missile Diplomacy Keep Us Truthful, Good, And Mild

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    Bombs Over Providence - Pink Slip + 1:30% Resistance To Your Daughter's New Pony

  14. 14

    Bombs Over Providence - The 18th Brumaire Of Boomer Ellsworth

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    Bombs Over Providence - The Grand Preamble (Annie Get Your Gun, Mask, Ductape And Some Matches)

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    Bombs Over Providence - The Starving Artist Weight-Loss Program Works... To Varying Degree... Somethetimes

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    Bombs Over Providence - Walkerton, Workfare, And The Wusses Who Watched

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    Bombs Over Providence - What I Destroyed On My Summer Vacation

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    Bombs Over Providence - You're Either With Us Or You're With The Satirists

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    Bombs Over Providence - Zombie Cheerleader Slumber Party Massacre

Zombie Cheerleader Slumber Party Massacre

Bombs Over Providence

We dumb smart kids got guts; we're buying in without selling out.
And we're great at parties.
Misplaced-aggression chic, or ill-read rebel's grief, we've got our weapons.
We've made a lifetime of wearing our comfort on tattered sleeve.
I'll buy you everything baby, that's the way I show you my dissent.
I spent all my cash on you, got nothing left.
We mock the tags we were at our subculture fairs; and we fight from checkout tills.
Hot, well dressed and dumb disposable income with a knack for abstraction.
We've made a lifetime of wearing our comfort on tattered sleeve.
I'll buy you everything babe, that's the way I'll show you my dissent.
I spent all my time with you, and we're singing...
I don't care about the state of the world today.
We'll drown, but damn won't we look good.
I don't care about the fate of youth anyway.
It's for the buying, looks as good as trying.
I don't care about the state of the world today.
I don't care.
'Cause we don't know better.
We live with blinders on.
Our memory nearly gone.
We get new fall-line chills.
Dissent and dollar bills!
What do we see, what do we do?
We've made a lifetime wearing our comfort on tattered sleeve.
I'll buy you everything baby, that's the way I show you my dissent.
I spent my cash on you, got nothing left

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