1. |
Fuckaround Sue
03:11
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Level-headed life form spawning in your seat
Seeking out a burn meant for all of us to see
Stopping all the bleeding, drinking all the wine,
What’s the point in saving us when we are all divine?
Fornicating fornicating flirting with the law
All the people see you and remember what they saw
Don’t even try to grasp it, to know what it is
The camera is upon you, and God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
If I’m #1 then you’re #7
Everybody dies and nobody goes to heaven
But the lame-oes choose to remain on earth
I guess everybody’s too busy giving birth
The cretinous wretches and the slime ball slugs
The preacher and the virgin and the wiffleball thugs
They don’t even grasp it, they don’t know what it is
The camera is upon them, and God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
I think now you’re getting it you’re moving with the monolith
Don’t need to tell me twice you see, I’m consuming all of it
Floating with a sparrow in your chest, now we’re one
Like daisies in the backyard broken by the sun
Arrow through the heart on the side with a twist
Really? Really? You don’t remember this?
Fornicating fornicating flirting with the law
All the people see you and remember what they saw
Don’t even try to grasp it, to know what it is
The camera is upon you, and God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
God is the biz
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2. |
Redwall
04:47
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We tarry nevermore amidst the gale
So unseen whisperers may tell the tale
We would not dream to utter nor respond
Why don’t I drown this nightmare in the pond?
Why don’t I drown this nightmare in the pond?
Why don’t I drown this nightmare in the pond?
My liege I did deny no prisoners
But I remember when the fight was done
When I was dry with rage and extreme toil
Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword
Came there a certain lord, neat and trimly dressed
Fresh as a bridegroom with his chin new reap’d
Showed like a stubble land at harvest home
He was perfumèd like a milliner
Cast your weary weathered sunken bones
Unto your shallow bed
Lay your head all feathered down in sheets of gold
And blades of red
And only in eroto-comatosis
What Aiwass in our honeymoon may show us
And Babalon with wit beyond our sights
Screams Baphomet, O Baphomet to light
Baphomet, O Baphomet to light
Baphomet, O Baphomet to light
Baphomet, O Baphomet to light
Baphomet, O Baphomet to light
Baphomet, O Baphomet to light
Baphomet, O Baphomet to light
Baphomet, O Baphomet to light
Baphomet, O Baphomet to light
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3. |
M.O.T.O.
03:27
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Wake me and I’ll see my way around
Wake me I can see my way around
Take me, wake me now, and then I’m down
We can maybe see my way around
Sweet little weapon, conjured with silk
Stab me stab me stab me and siphon the milk
Sweet little weapon, conjured with silk
Stab me stab me stab me and siphon the milk
I wanna know where I’m goin
You wanna know where I’ve been
Wake me and I’ll see my way around
Wake me I can see my way around
Take me, wake me now, and then I’m down
We can maybe see my way around
Why am I aching, darling?
Why did pride denote the fall?
Sweet little weapon, conjured with silk
Stab me stab me stab me, siphon the milk
I wanna know where I’m goin
You wanna know where I’ve been
Say it again
Say it again
Say it again
Say it again
Say it again
I wanna know where I’m goin
(Wake me I can see my way around)
You wanna know where I’ve been
(Wake me I can see my way around)
I wanna know where I’m goin
(Wake me I can see my way around)
You wanna know where I’ve been
(Wake me I can see my way around)
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4. |
stealthmode
03:38
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Let’s all take a hike through the sound now now
We wanna watch his house burn to the ground ground
He’s all cuddled up safe and sound it’s loud loud
Do you remember what happens now now now?
When your little skull is found in the mound mound mound?
Mound mound?
Mound?
This is the scene in which the bad guy gets strung up and you almost feel bad for him
Almost
Who’s feeling sad now
Where’s your body now
Who’s feeling sad now
Where’s your body now
Every single cell in your one-eyed snake
Letting all of it burn is a fucking piece of cake
Disassembling your member on a white picket fence
Your only defense is your common sense
The serpent’s alert to it’s untimely demise
I can see it in your spheres, your ugly little eyes
Who’s feeling sad now
Where’s your body now
Who’s feeling sad now
Where’s your body now
Go go go
Well I hope there’s a vein.
Who’s feeling sad now
Where’s your body now
Who’s feeling sad now
Where’s your body now
Who’s feeling sad now
Where’s your body now
Who’s feeling sad now
Where’s your body now
Who’s feeling sad now
Where’s your body now
Who’s feeling sad now
Where’s your body now
WHERE’S YOUR BODY NOW
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5. |
dungeon.asmr
09:26
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6. |
Wizzard
05:58
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Have you ever hobbled home
In a daze with a broken knob
Do you know what it feels like
When don’t get a shoo-in job
Is there something in the distance
Yeah, a reckoning you haven’t met
Is it there in a moonlit puddle
Is it gonna get you wet
Don’t save yourself
Don’t save yourself
No no no no no no
Don’t save yourself
Don’t save yourself
You were careless in your intentions
Now you’re strewn about and raw
I think it’s time for a hero’s journey
To the light in the devil’s maw
Is your back broken from exertion
Is it worth having inner strength
Were you born with a dose of resilience?
Is that just what you’re told to think?
Don’t save yourself
Don’t save yourself
No no no no no no
Don’t save yourself
Don’t save yourself
Set a course for winds of fortune
If you’re looking for a brighter day
But come to me for honesty
And I can show you all the usual ways
There are mouths to feed sure, there's room to breathe sure
But isn’t that too much to bear?
Maybe it’s better to lay it all down
And craft a burial site to share, what do you care?
Don’t save yourself
Don’t save yourself
No no no no no no
Don’t save yourself
Don’t save yourself
Don’t save yourself
No no no no no no
Don’t save yourself
No no no no no no
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