Can't rest, can't rest
Who loves you the best
Erect, they'll erect
Monuments to your emptiness
We all fight to serve you
You rule the world in that dress
Changing lives like underwear
Crossing out every address
Everyone is special; special's not enough
Masses dress like superstars
Children singing through crystal windows
Iron curtains circle your libido
In Turkmenistan you'll go far
In turkmenistan they'll love you for what you are
Stadiums of people, prisons of ego
Suffering's monumental at the state hospital
Government protects you
You'll never need a job
Enemies electrocuted
Family had you wrong
Army's marching into my dreams
Forcing me to care
Before you make me your mantelpiece
Please just wash your hands
Bob Gaulke - Turkmenistan Lyrics
Bob Gaulke - Turkmenistan Lyrics
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Can't rest, can't rest
Who loves you the best
Erect, they'll erect
Monuments to your emptiness
We all fight to serve you
You rule the world in that dress
Changing lives like underwear
Crossing out every address
Everyone is special; special's not enough
Masses dress like superstars
Children singing through crystal windows
Iron curtains circle your libido
In Turkmenistan you'll go far
In turkmenistan they'll love you for what you are
Stadiums of people, prisons of ego
Suffering's monumental at the state hospital
Government protects you
You'll never need a job
Enemies electrocuted
Family had you wrong
Army's marching into my dreams
Forcing me to care
Before you make me your mantelpiece
Please just wash your hands
Who loves you the best
Erect, they'll erect
Monuments to your emptiness
We all fight to serve you
You rule the world in that dress
Changing lives like underwear
Crossing out every address
Everyone is special; special's not enough
Masses dress like superstars
Children singing through crystal windows
Iron curtains circle your libido
In Turkmenistan you'll go far
In turkmenistan they'll love you for what you are
Stadiums of people, prisons of ego
Suffering's monumental at the state hospital
Government protects you
You'll never need a job
Enemies electrocuted
Family had you wrong
Army's marching into my dreams
Forcing me to care
Before you make me your mantelpiece
Please just wash your hands
Writer: Robert Gaulke
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