[ti:Albert Camus]
[ar:Titus Andronicus]
[al:The Airing Of Grievances]

[00:02.00]Titus Andronicus - Albert Camus
[00:12.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
[00:32.00]
[00:41.58]Running around this run-down, one-horse town.
[00:50.53]One of these days, they're gonna crucify me.
[00:59.23]How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable it is to be young, dumb, and have lots of money.
[01:16.27]
[01:17.43]We will sit upon this grassy knoll,
[01:25.42]holding hands and stroking handguns, with pristine souls,
[01:33.57]and even my own mother will tell you I am an asshole,
[01:41.60]but underneath it all, there is an apathetic heart of gold.
[01:53.02]
[01:57.53]So who will be saved, from the least to the greatest men?
[02:05.76]Because even Honest Abe sold posion milk to schoolchildren.
[02:16.49]
[02:23.55]The blood drive came to Glen Rock High
[02:29.24]in a white bus with red letters on the side
[02:34.02]and a long shiny needle they brought to suck me dry
[02:39.34]like missionary misquitoes in the sky.
[02:44.25]
[02:45.11]Now you're doing time for stealing candy from a babe
[02:50.38]because all the kids in Ridgewood have got cell phones these days
[02:55.86]and if you wear a mask, they can still read your license plate
[03:01.42]and a wireless line is a terrible thing to waste.
[03:08.48]
[03:11.39]Because the more we think, the less it all makes sense,
[03:16.55]tonight we will drink to our general indifference.
[03:26.64]Lamb of God, we think nothing of ourselves at all.
[03:37.93]So, Death, be not proud
[03:43.34]because we don't give a fuck about nothing
[03:46.05]and we only want what we are not allowed.
[03:55.84]