In the of the senses Tinker Bell and Jack The Love has no meaning not where come from But we know pleasure is not simple
Very little, fruit is Sometimes we wobble, sometimes we're But you evil is an exact science Being carefully, correctly,
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We feel like Greeks we feel like Centaurs and monkeys just cluster us We drink that we refine From the of the dying
We are not monsters, we're people And yet we have the strength to do This is the splendor of our Call in the air with a poison kiss
Priests and cannibals, animals Everybody's happy as the come home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a as the dead come home
and cannibals, prehistoric animals Everybody's happy as the dead home Big black nemesis, No one move a muscle as the come 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 think we're You know it's never been so But I don't know, my are visions We could end up with the great big fishes
Priests and cannibals, animals happy as the dead come home Big black nemesis, No one a muscle as the dead come home
and cannibals, prehistoric animals Everybody's happy as the come home Big black nemesis, No one move a muscle as the dead come
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric Everybody's happy as the come home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a muscle as the come home
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