Fabricoh Lyrics by Archers Of Loaf

Fabricoh

Fabricoh is the favorite sound around.
Watch the wholesale slaughter of the whole downtown.
Stepping off the ship in limbo. [? ]
Its the spit on his chin that makes us nervous.
It sets the high price from the crowd thats gathering
Cutting off the false communication.

And we missed the registration.
In our mental hibernation.
Well the strangest violation of all. [? ]

Fabricoh will have his say someday.
Whats ________________ to the ones in the way.
Swearing off his occupations.
Yes its the spit on our chins that makes us strong. [? ]
Its the sounding off of a crowd thats gathering.
Rocking out, rocking out.

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You go past the bronx station.
To get the strangest violation of all.

Yes its the spit on his chin that makes us nervous.
Yes its the spit on our chins that makes us numb.
Its the high price from the crowd thats gathering.
Cutting off the false communication.

Slipping off the ship in limbo.
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Getting out of a crowd thats rocking.
Rocking it out [10 times]