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Everybody's beautiful when they're young
And I should know
I've had more than my share of fun
There's all this fascination
With the impossibly thin
With the surface of things
Airbrush. Photoshop creation. And all that we are losing
Aren't we just confusing
Youth with beauty
Truth with duty
There's something on the telly about North Korea
Some war broke up don't trust the media
I'd like to get a suntan
Some dude was shot in Pakistan

The tracks got nod-age
Move my bod-age
Tracks got nod-age
Tracks got nod-age

[Chorus]:
They got them bombs up in the planes
They got them bombs up in the trains
They got them bombs up in my face
Don't want to talk about it
(x2)

I was walking through the city
Passed a phoneshop and a homeless man was lying there
Looked almost dead and no one seemed to bother
I ran into a rock and roll band
Two or three of them maybe four
This one punk just nineteen years old
He gave me his persuasion
He stared at me with his one black eye

Looked down at me like I didn't have a life
And he was right. Least not the kind of like he'd been parading
Same sex union (ooh) change the Constitution
You can carry a gun but you better not fall in love with someone
The President who fucked the world for every future boy and girl
Is golfing in Aruba with a suntan and scuba

The tracks got nod-age
Move my bod-age
The tracks got nod-age

Move my bod-age (x5)

[Chorus]

Now everybody dies or fades away
Of permutation white and grey
A synergy of light and dust
And stem cells constant liaison
You fell in love with the dream to fuck forever endlessly
But you don't and that's okay
The rest is better anyway
Botox, bundles, CNN, infomericial, count to ten
Change the channel, VCR, something on my radar

The tracks got nod-age
Move my bod-age
The tracks got nod-age

[Chorus](x2)

They got them bombs up in the planes
They got them bombs up in the trains
Don't want to talk about it.
Everybody's beautiful when they're young    And I should know    I've had more than my share of fun    There's all this fascination    With the impossibly thin    With the surface of things    Airbrush. Photoshop creation. And all that we are losing    Aren't we just confusing    Youth with beauty    Truth with duty    There's something on the telly about North Korea    Some war broke up don't trust the media    I'd like to get a suntan    Some dude was shot in Pakistan       The tracks got nod-age    Move my bod-age    Tracks got nod-age    Tracks got nod-age       [Chorus]:    They got them bombs up in the planes    They got them bombs up in the trains    They got them bombs up in my face    Don't want to talk about it    (x2)       I was walking through the city    Passed a phoneshop and a homeless man was lying there    Looked almost dead and no one seemed to bother    I ran into a rock and roll band    Two or three of them maybe four    This one punk just nineteen years old    He gave me his persuasion    He stared at me with his one black eye       Looked down at me like I didn't have a life    And he was right. Least not the kind of like he'd been parading    Same sex union (ooh) change the Constitution    You can carry a gun but you better not fall in love with someone    The President who fucked the world for every future boy and girl    Is golfing in Aruba with a suntan and scuba       The tracks got nod-age    Move my bod-age    The tracks got nod-age       Move my bod-age (x5)       [Chorus]       Now everybody dies or fades away    Of permutation white and grey    A synergy of light and dust    And stem cells constant liaison    You fell in love with the dream to fuck forever endlessly    But you don't and that's okay    The rest is better anyway    Botox, bundles, CNN, infomericial, count to ten    Change the channel, VCR, something on my radar       The tracks got nod-age    Move my bod-age    The tracks got nod-age       [Chorus](x2)       They got them bombs up in the planes    They got them bombs up in the trains    Don't want to talk about it.