Refused — Refused Are Fuckin Dead lyrics

Beyond ability and control we could be weekend lovers
Steal a sentence and make a catch phrase parole for our revolution
Whispered all across the street about the, about the new cool call
Or screamed at your face like a scabs payroll

Faces like angels, licking our fingertips
We don't have the patience to deal with it
With battered bodies and puckered lips
We don't have the patience to deal with it

A naive young secret for the new romantics
We express ourselves in loud and fashionable ways
A naive young secret for the new romantics
We express ourselves in loud and fashionable ways

Faces like angels, licking our fingertips
We don't have the patience to deal with it
With battered bodies and puckered lips
We don't have the patience to deal with it, yeah!

Can I get a witness, now?
This I gotta see!
Bring it in! Bring it in! Bring it in!
One more time for me, yeah!
Can I get a witness, now?
Bring it in! Bring it in! Bring it in!
One more time for me, go!
We don't have the patience
We don't have the patience
We don't have the patience
We don't have the patience
Yeah!
Get down!
Listen to him!

A naive young secret for the new romantics
We express ourselves in loud and fashionable ways
A naive young secret for the new romantics
We express ourselves in loud and fashionable ways
A naive young secret for the new romantics
We express ourselves in loud and fashionable ways
A naive young secret for the new romantics
We express ourselves in loud and fashionable ways
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Songwriters: DAVID SANDSTROM, DENNIS LYXZEN, KRISTOFER STEEN, JON BRANNSTROM
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