it takes two part tango and a little tingle tangle and two orangutans like me and you I used to think that you were a tomboy hair like a bird's nest,
Step right on up, take a good good look at the latest pie that fate could cook this is no phenom, so supermarket guru just a revelation from me to you
She's got a ham in her handbag, a pig in her purse She's got two-ply no-fly baby buggers She's got a burlap sack, she's on a voter parade She's gonna
Feetlips, why do you do that way? You know you'll have to pay for your making us nauseous Feetlips, you know today's the day you turn the other way
I can tell by the way you take your infusion you've spent some time in a mental institution oh what a dream life would be if only... they let you keep
Don't tell me anything...anyhow your contribution, proposed solution fails for now cause I can see your house from here now the leaves have fallen, dear
palate grows tired so sweet, so sweet, so sweet no thanks I'll take defeat I remember a dark and smoky den Cheeks of roast beef bloody rare Oh, whiskey
Wait, don't go too early you're tired but everyone's tired but no one is tired enough only wait a little and listen music of hair, music of pain music
Viridian green Was the color that triggered The relapse that brought on The idiot's genius, Viridian green was Mossy and seamless, The insidious dream
Wishing for contentment, hoping for relentment venting my resentment on the happy few Awaiting resolution, and dreams of retribution finding restitution
