In the of the senses Tinker and Jack The Ripper Love has no meaning not where they from But we pleasure is not that simple
little, fruit is forbidden Sometimes we wobble, we're strong But you evil is an exact science Being carefully, correctly,
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric happy as the dead come home Big black nemesis, No one move a muscle as the dead home
We feel like we feel like Romans Centaurs and just cluster round us We drink elixirs that we From the juices of the
We are not monsters, we're moral And yet we the strength to do this This is the splendor of our in the air strike with a poison kiss
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric happy as the dead come home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one a muscle as the dead come home
Priests and cannibals, animals Everybody's as the dead come home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one a muscle as the dead come home
How bad it gets, you can't The burning wax, the of reptiles God is not mocked, He His business Karma take us at any moment
Him up, I think we're finished You know never been so exotic But I know, my dreams are visions We could end up with the great big fishes
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric Everybody's happy as the dead home Big black nemesis, No one a muscle as the dead come home
and cannibals, prehistoric animals Everybody's happy as the dead home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a as the dead come home
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric Everybody's happy as the dead home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a muscle as the dead home
Priests and cannibals, animals happy