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High Score

This song is by Eugene McGuinness and appears on the EP The Early Learnings of Eugene McGuinness (2007).

Bravo, Encore
All the ravers are still raving
Game over, High scare
So type your name in
A perfume scented centipede
We walk the same streets at the same speed.

Dead as a doornail emmersed in flame.
I was in no state to call
And it burns a hole in my heart
In my heart

A ladder falls
Just as I walk under
A black cat dies
Are these drivers getting younger,
Like a sequal to another teen horror movie,
But no blood is shed during the killers soliloquy.

Dead as a doornail and dirt of a grave,
I wasn't fit to call
And the worms ate a hole in my heart
In my heart

I've been high as a kite
But never the floor
And the pupperteer holds on tight every time the wind blows me,
And I wouldn't come to close you might catch a cold,
And the one remaining skill as the blowing ball rolls
As the bowling ball rolls

(Ah)

Dead asa doornail emmersed in flame,
I was in no state to call.

(Cheering)

Bravo, Encore
All the ravers are still raving
Game over, High score
So type your name in
A perfume scented centipede
We walk the same streets at the same speed.

Written by:

Eugene McGuinness

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