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and now we proudly present songs perverse and songs of lament. a couple hymns of confession, and songs that recognize our sick obsessions. sing along - i'm on the ugly organ, again. sing along - i'm on the ugly organ, so let's begin. there's no use to keep a secret, everything i hide ends up in lyrics. so read on, accuse me when you're done, if it sounds like i did you wrong.