Exxyle - The Cancer Redux

The cancer made me do it
The cancer made me lie
The cancer made me cheat and steal
It made me burn it made me kill
It made me do the nasty things
A good boy shouldn’t do
And maybe it’ll also make me
Do those things to you

It’s peace, it’s pain, it’s servitude
It's all I’ve ever known
It's blissful bank automatons
It's sheeple and it’s fuckin' drones
It's taxes school and politics
The Yes Sir No Sir tune
Obey for pay
Who’s straight, who’s gay
And all the words we shouldn’t say
But there’s a tiny tumour in the back of every brain
The why, the who, the what the fuck
The howls of the in-fuckin-sane
The burning urge to misbehave
The boot against the door

The fury in your secret heart
The settling of the score

Get the hell out of my way
Your bullshit rules don’t frighten me, I'm gonna do it anyway
Now is my time to stand, there’s a riot to incite
I am the darkest horse, the meanest dog in the toughest fight
Tonight!
We bite!

It’s cancer, dontcha know it?
That itch under your skin
The voice that makes you disregard the trouble that you’re in
I do know I can’t have no fun
By doing what I’m told
So perhaps the cancer
Saved my life
Before I got too fuckin’ old
The tiny tarry tumour in the dark behind my brain
Woke me up and made me see
Life’s circling the drain
I found me dead inside of me
They said it was prosperity
But since I see it critically
I have to fucking disagree

Get the hell out of my way
Your bullshit rules don’t frighten us, we're gonna do it anyway
Now is our time to stand, there’s a riot to incite
We are the darkest horse, the meanest dog in the toughest fight
Tonight!
We bite!

The cancer makes you do it
It opens up your eyes
It helps you see the assholes
Who would tell you fuckin’ lies
Aimless kids and dead-end jobs and book club Wednesday nights
TV show religions and the midnight marriage fights
It smells like burning rubber and it sounds like screeching tyres
It’s the colour of the light from a hundred homeless garbage fires
It’s the tingling in your fingers it’s the lost thing that you found
So grab ‘em by the goddamn throat and put those fuckers on the ground

Get the hell out of my way
Your bullshit rules don’t frighten us, we're gonna do it anyway
Now is our time to stand, there’s a riot to incite
We are the darkest horse, the meanest dog in the toughest fight
Tonight!
We fight!
Kick down the door!

It’s war!

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