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ChineSeXXX American Idolatry is a journey that touches on a multiplicity of subjects pertaining to modern civilizations and cultures as witnessed first hand while Josh Hinck lived in Beijing and Montreal, completing the album after moving back to Minneapolis. This album has a heavy emphasis on the lyrics and many of the songs are poetic tales of love, sex, unrequited love, prostitution, drugs, religion, modern living, consumerism and a myriad of other concepts.
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Lyrics
Harlot as Half Shade
I need to take each day with a grain of salt
I need to see all my human endeavors as my fault
Line from antiquity, yeah that lady’s for me
I’m crossing all my eyes dash-dotting my tease
S.O.S. please
I’m bleeding all my hard-earned money on total sleaze
I see the bullshit comes easy
A fucking breeze
As they step from every darkness
With my every wheeze
I’m gonna make them prey
Like I pray
From behind
With them on their knees
I see the bullshit comes easy
A fucking breeze
Where art thou in the lane
I need to take each way with my face on the asphalt
I need to see my face in all the clever which way they be
Harken little children
Don’t come this way
There’s no turning back
There is only being prey
Whore the mainstay
For the halflight
For the one who don’t know virtue
Like you do
Hold you breath
Hold your legs so tight
I need to take each day with a grain of salt
I need to see all my human endeavors as my fault
Line from antiquity, yeah that lady’s for me
I’m crossing all my eyes dash-dotting my tease
S.O.S. please
I’m bleeding all my hard-earned money on total sleaze
I see the bullshit comes easy
A fucking breeze
As they step from every darkness
With my every wheeze
I’m gonna make them prey
Like I pray
From behind
With them on their knees
I see the bullshit comes easy
A fucking breeze
Where art thou in the lane
I need to take each way with my face on the asphalt
I need to see my face in all the clever which way they be
Harken little children
Don’t come this way
There’s no turning back
There is only being prey
Whore the mainstay
For the halflight
For the one who don’t know virtue
Like you do
Hold you breath
Hold your legs so tight
