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Weekend Wars
MGMT
04:10
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Evil is I, yes to find a shore,
A beast that doesn't quiver anymore,
And we can crush some plants to paint my walls,
And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
Was I? I was too lazy to play
Or paint or write or try to make a change.
Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch
And I don't have to love or think too much

Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk
Mental mystics in a twisted metal car
Tried to amplify the sound of light and love

Christ is cursed of fathers and mother
Might even take a knife to split a hill
Or even scare the children off my lawn
Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs
Every mess invested was a score
We couldn't use computers anymore
But it's difficult to win unless you're bored,
And you might have to plan for the weekend wars

Try to break my heart, I'll drive to Arizona.
It might take a hundred years to grow an arm
I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand
And cold twisted diamond heart,
I'm the weekend warrior
My predictions are the only things I have
I can amplify the sound of light and love

I'm a curse and I'm a sound,
When I open up my mouth,
There's a reason I don't win,
I don't know how to begin


Weekend Wars

Evil is I, yes to find a shore,
A beast that doesn't quiver anymore,
And we can crush some plants to paint my walls,
And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
Was I? I was too lazy to play
Or paint or write or try to make a change.
Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch
And I don't have to love or think too much

Instant battle plans
Written on the sidewalk
Mental mystics
In a twisted metal car
Tried to amplify
The sound of light and love

Christ is cursed of fathers and mother
Might even take a knife to split a hill
Or even scare the children off my lawn
Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs
Every mess invested was a score
We couldn't use computers anymore
But it's difficult to win
Unless you're bored,
And you might have to plan
For the weekend wars

Try to break my heart,
I'll drive to Arizona.
It might take a hundred years
To grow an arm
I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand
And cold twisted
Diamond heart,
I'm the weekend warrior
My predictions are the only things I have
I can amplify the sound
Of light and love

I'm a curse and I'm a sound,
When I open up my mouth,
There's a reason I don't win,
I don't know
How to begin

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