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Placebo feat. Justin Warfield, "Spite and Malice"
(2000)

Revolution
Dope, guns, fucking in the streets
Revolution
Dope, guns, fucking in the streets

Aces take your time
Queens are left for dead
Jacks can stand in line
And touch themselves instead
Aces take your pity
And keep it warm in bed
Aces take your time

Cut the deck
The queens left for dead
Soft and wet
Scarf tied to the bed
Jack is all tragic when he stands alone
Feeling demonic harmonic
And in a no-go-zone
You look well suited
Like you came to win
Lust, spite and malice
Your degrees of sin
Cruising for pity and looking pretty as fuck
Ace take your chances
Queen wish you luck

Aces take your time
Draw your final breath
Jacks are feeling fine
They've clubbed themselves to death
Aces take your pity
You sleep with it instead
Aces take your time

You can play your card
I'll hold on to mine
Tied up in the reasons
Looks turn to lovers
Flames into fires
Jack loves his tragedy
Queen her desires
You look well suited like you came to win
Lust, spite and malice
Your degrees of sin
Wrap me in your trauma And I might just give you mine
Queen take your chances
Ace take your time

Dope, guns, fucking in the streets (revolution)
Everything will blow tonight
Either friend or foe tonight

Cut the deck
The queens left for dead
Soft and wet
Scarf tied to the bed
Jack is all tragic when he stands alone
Feeling demonic harmonic
And in a no-go-zone
You look well suited
Like you came to win
Lust, spite and malice
Your degrees of sin
Cruising for pity and looking pretty as fuck
Ace take your chances
Queen wish you luck

Dope, guns, fucking in the streets (Revolution)
Everything will blow tonight
Either friend or foe tonight