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What's the big deal, bend down, and take off your clothes, what the hell,
deceived, so what's with the lube, innuendos play a part of the groove
I don't get it at all
It's a racket watered down for comfort, how's it feel to be locked in a zoo, no escaping the shit made up to confuse
I don't get it at all, gotta get away
Expectations low, but who gives a damn, how's if feel to be stuck in a room, where the outside world exists on the tube
I don't get it all
Mental prisons maxed the inmates are wild, how's it feel to be swimming in glue and we're drowning in vats of shit, blood, and spooge
I don't get it at all, gotta get away
Maybe we're starring in some weird TV show, lately i'm starting to think that this isn't true, maybe we just don't share the same point of view, maybe I need a sip of that kool-aid brew
It's the same routine, yet we still elect fools, how's it feel to know that you're being screwed, ever wonder what goes into the food
I don't get it at all
Toilet paper dangles under your shoes, what the hell, beliefs are part of a cruel joke, AH HA HA a donkey fucked your caboose
I don't get it all, gotta get away
Maybe we're starring in some weird TV show, lately i'm starting to think that this isn't true, maybe we just don't share the same point of view, maybe I need a sip of that kool-aid brew
Her menstrual showers, will bring us flowers
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Wack Mack Daddy (Demo)
03:22
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Semen dripping in your eyes, you know it's no big surprise, you know i'm in love with you, fuck you
So low, saw you making out with some wack freak
So cold, and you know my heart will skip a beat
And you know this can't be real, real is just a word, and we'll pop a bunch of pills to feel
Semen dripping in your eyes, you know it's no big surprise, you know i'm in love with you, fuck you
Semen dripping down your spine, you know the reasons why, you know i'm in love with you, fuck you
So low, found your note you're leaving to Madrid
So cold, only cause he's rich and wears a fleece
You can't choke on his chode
And you'll think it's kinda weird, but weird is for the germs, and we're drowning in our tears for fears
Semen dripping in your eyes, you know it's no big surprise, you know i'm in love with you, fuck you
Semen dripping down your spine, you know the reasons why, you know i'm in love with you, fuck you
Teenagers butt fucking in the bathroom, won't you save me from this world
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Shim Shants (Demo)
02:16
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Can we go out cruising through the midnight hour
Can we sell our bodies cause I need power
Do you think you know me and what's between my thighs
When police approach me I guess I'll have to bribe
It never really was his fault
Do you want to blow me see my point of view
In the freezing morning lips are turning blue
They never liked you from the start
It never really was his fault
Will you finger pop me jerk me till I goo
But my mouth is frothing and my dentures loose
Stick it in this portal through the other side
Can you see the sparkles are you mesmerized
They never liked you from the start
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Video Beast New York, New York
"I love listening to this band when I'm soaking my private parts!" -Deff
"...psychedelic grunge binge ride" -Indie Bushwick
"...golden delicious post-punk!" -Heavy Metal Time Machine
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