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[00:13.54]I wear shoes to bed
[00:15.16]Paint teeth on my lips
[00:16.32]Trench foot, gangrened for the win
[00:18.72]Blitzkrieg bopper
[00:19.63]Petitioned out of shit's creek proper
[00:22.01]The only inaccessible blip on the streaming doppler
[00:24.47]Screaming 'uncle' in a sea of TV doctors
[00:26.42]Free to occupy the same space in differing degrees of seedy commerce
[00:30.03]The shot is slow pan, monitor guffawing
[00:32.73]Flooded p.d. blotter under horizontal coffee
[00:35.08]More to follow, outside tweakers are in love
[00:37.76]Teeny Raquel Welch submarining through the blood, voyagers
[00:41.49]Poisoned or maybejust a misfit toy or two
[00:43.84]Depending on the beacon that your voyeurs choose
[00:46.29]That sorta hemming and hawing'll haunt your boiler rooms abysmally
[00:49.27]And kidnap rapid eyes in their infancy
[00:51.48]Everything his cutting room scrapped
[00:53.18]On a silver screen that throws gummy bears back, attack!
[00:56.90]All these tribes hoard breads and wines
[00:59.03]These climates transform men to swine
[01:02.27]All these hives hide knives and lead
[01:04.37]These bribes can't transform swine to men
[01:17.96]Sensible sweater on ice
[01:19.31]Devil horns high
[01:20.44]Like shovels above a butter lamb with peppercorn eyes
[01:23.02]Vendetta-drunk leader squealing
[01:24.47]"it's the real pig fever"
[01:25.71]Sick people pinky swearing on concealed 6th fingers
[01:28.65]That's idle handwork in the spirit of death dealers
[01:31.18]Look at mommy's little Hercules
[01:32.73]Custom Troy Hurtubise
[01:34.19]Flourish in the blind spot of spittle county gore police
[01:36.75]Or really any readily ebbing and flowing war and peace
[01:39.86]1 plain brown key foods bag head
[01:42.61]2 holes later I'll see to this loose flatbread
[01:44.78]Cats fucked off, at exactly what cost
[01:47.37]The currency of brotherhood back in his cut palm
[01:49.49]It sucks, it's nauseating dawn crawling with bugs
[01:52.41]They seem attracted to the matters ofthe morally snubbed
[01:55.00]See my 'goodnight irene' massacred flat in the key of tragedy
[01:58.12]Whole diner like "i'll have he's having"
[02:00.99]All these tribes hoard breads and wines
[02:03.06]These climates transform men to swine
[02:06.12]All these hives hide knives and lead
[02:08.33]These bribes can't transform swine to men
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[02:53.95]Today a thousand sea lions got up and left a pier
[02:56.30]They had successfully invaded and secured for 20 years
[02:59.11]Some said it was the food supply or shifting weather patterns
[03:01.74]Truthfully a whole community of scientists are in maybe 10 showed up at the wharf
[03:07.20]As if guided by the trident of poseidon to cavort
[03:09.94]Each a lumbering and boisterous glutton
[03:11.82]Like a half-ton annoyance 'til the heart-warming story went public
[03:15.07]You'll need a montage, animals arriving in droves
[03:17.71]A bottom dollar turns a nuisance to the pride of your cove
[03:20.33]Which bring us back up to this morning when the colony dove
[03:23.02]I got a couple unsubstantiated thoughts of my own they go
[03:26.23]Maybe it'd feel more majestic and less fatty
[03:28.41]If a 12 year old wasn't beaning it with salt water taffy
[03:31.14]Every 5 fucking seconds, sounds like your basic
[03:34.18]Liberating moment of collective "fuck fame" shit
[03:37.20]All these tribes hoard breads and wines
[03:39.08]These climates transform men to swine
[03:42.18]All these hives hide knives and lead
[03:44.35]These bribes can't transform swine to men
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