Hobbie

Lyrics

LeNina (by Hobbie)

Nothing beats a plastic world when the soma’s there.
Don’t worry you, just take a gram – lose all your cares.
You’ve got a problem, well, that’s not right so don’t delay.
Take a half and suddenly it’s a brighter day.

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Got some pain, some mental unrest? Take a Holiday.
Though only hours it seems like days on your Holiday.
Normal girls like you had best be seen in company.
One new man a week is proper, certainly.

It seems that you got the time.
And boy do you ever look fine.
Do you ever look fine.

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You say you had him & him & him, who really cares?
It doesn’t matter when ‘happy’ means there’s no heart there.
Sensation minded, thoughts cold blinded, there’s no fear.
Hold back the tears, comfort complete when your soma’s near.

Soberness was beautiful, but you were too far gone.
You tried to make it yours – couldn’t understand.
So take a Holiday, just relieve your mind.
Looks like a three gram weekend – hope you got the time.
Hope you got the time. Hope you got the time.

Games, games, tons of games, you empty shell.
Death doesn’t matter till your day comes then you’ll know well.
Generic face and body gone, but no soul for hell.
No heaven, hell, or life, you empty shell.

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