Secret Band - Projectile Comet lyrics

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Secret Band - Projectile Comet lyrics

co*k blocks need to fantasize, About turning they fumbling hands into an enterprise! So sad the way you sit...this one...out! Must have synonyms, must be genuine! Bat thwack medicine, coaching a leopard! Egg yolk citizen, bird f** specimen! Dump truck ligament, of prison bar mitzvah! Why won't it go, light my flow! Grow a road, sloping mode! Undulating curtain glow! Plaque laced teeth weep till they worn! Crack its shell, coat it chrome. Grope a node, broke the code! Evolution help me cope! Black shade sheep, creep through the dome! Blowing out fire cones, Extra part goes here! It gets it when it needs it! It needs it when it needs it! Ohh! They say... Obliferous! Gentery! Smecterbice! Ahpurgikaw! Combuchinee! Arkinade! Shargenol! Bergentibrock! Squirming in the camper, grabbing furry eyes! Letting out the skimpy, bourbon dick no rise! Put 'em in the slammer, put 'em in the fire! Fresh roasted head in thighs! Put me in another place where I can wave at pa**ing stars, And ask the one who's held responsible, why planets spin like art!? Drop an obelisk on top of men and teach them how to carve! A machine that sees the flaws to make circles out of shards! The invention! [x2] I believe in reading, no, I believe in shopping! No, I believe in eating every single topping! Slit wrist! s** dick! Drink piss! Saved by idols! [x2] Why won't it go, light my flow! Grow a road, sloping mode! Undulating curtain glow!! Plaque laced teeth weep till they worn! Crack its shell, coat it chrome. Grope a node, broke the code! Evolution help me cope! Black shade sheep, creep through the dome! Blowing out fire cones! Put me in another place where I can wave at pa**ing stars, And ask the one's who's held responsible, why planets spin like art!? Drop an obelisk on top of men and teach them how to carve! A machine that sees the flaws to make circles out of shards! Swirling into seven rows, elements ascension! Soaking through the zone, facet of the syndrome! Sickness in the head, the patterns dead, the light is red, The path is known, crack weight! Black shade sheep, creep through the dome, broke!