In the jungle of the Tinker Bell and The Ripper Love has no meaning not where they come But we know pleasure is not that
little, fruit is forbidden Sometimes we wobble, we're strong But you know evil is an science carefully, correctly, wrong
Priests and cannibals, animals Everybody's happy as the dead come Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a muscle as the dead come
We feel like Greeks we feel Romans Centaurs and monkeys cluster round us We drink that we refine From the juices of the
We are not monsters, moral people And yet we have the to do this This is the of our achievement in the air strike with a poison kiss
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric Everybody's happy as the dead come Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a as the dead come home
Priests and cannibals, animals Everybody's happy as the come home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a muscle as the dead home
How bad it gets, you can't The burning wax, the of reptiles God is not mocked, He knows His Karma could take us at any
Cover Him up, I we're finished You know it's never so exotic But I don't know, my are visions We could still end up with the big fishes
Priests and cannibals, animals happy as the dead come home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a muscle as the dead come
Priests and cannibals, animals happy as the dead come home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a muscle as the dead come
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric Everybody's happy as the dead home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a muscle as the dead come
and cannibals, prehistoric animals Everybody's