Mgmt - Weekend Wars Lyrics

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Evil S I yes to find the shore 
A beast that doesn't quiver anymore 
and we could crush the plants to paint my walls 
and I won't try to fight in the weekend wars. 

Was I? I just to lazy to bathe 
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 the thing to 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 with fathers and mothers 
might even take a knife to split her hair 
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 born 
And you might have to clan for the weekend wars 

Try to break my heart I'll drive to Arizona. 
it might take 100 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 and 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 

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 

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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lyrics submitted by Lzzloo77 on 12-03-2008
lyrics corrected by ewtdfgfdyres on 10-11-2008