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Song Parodies -> "Your Repaired Tool"
Original Song Title:
"Your Broken Shore"
Original Performer:
My Dying Bride
Parody Song Title:
"Your Repaired Tool"
Parody Written by:
Duc4AmIRight
The Lyrics
Here's a song about how do you repair our tool.
From my deep silence, they feed the fire
Building a gift from this needs to be fixed
Forsaking your face, my fingers blind
I touch the lonely face of your crime
The doom of your, your repaired tool
It washes over me, chief man of the lab
Your big technology drifts away from me
A repaired sister now out to sea
I have lived through the depths of time
I have to reconstruct it and she was the crime
The doom of your, your repaired tool
It washes over me, chief man of the lab and the engineer
The doom of your, your repaired tool
It washes over me, chief man of the lab and the engineer
The doom of your, your repaired tool
It washes over me, chief man of the lab and the engineer
The doom of your, your repaired tool
It washes over me, chief man of the lab and the engineer
Stolen from a fixed copy of a CD
Remember me sad, I was your friend
The voice of my tools orates
Touched by the sacred technology of the hour
The doom of your, your repaired tool
It washes over me, chief man of the lab and the engineer
Building a gift from this needs to be fixed
Forsaking your face, my fingers blind
I touch the lonely face of your crime
The doom of your, your repaired tool
It washes over me, chief man of the lab
Your big technology drifts away from me
A repaired sister now out to sea
I have lived through the depths of time
I have to reconstruct it and she was the crime
The doom of your, your repaired tool
It washes over me, chief man of the lab and the engineer
The doom of your, your repaired tool
It washes over me, chief man of the lab and the engineer
The doom of your, your repaired tool
It washes over me, chief man of the lab and the engineer
The doom of your, your repaired tool
It washes over me, chief man of the lab and the engineer
Stolen from a fixed copy of a CD
Remember me sad, I was your friend
The voice of my tools orates
Touched by the sacred technology of the hour
The doom of your, your repaired tool
It washes over me, chief man of the lab and the engineer
You are now fixed!
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