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lyrics
Alligator on the throne wait to feel immortal
in an automated vyamana see a portal
Where ya brain is a mirror of the purest order
Epicurean Caterpillar ignore his orders
Holy motor in the zone like a Casanova
and my sound like a cloud made of xylocopa
Hunch back on the throne like I'm Quasimodo
Yea I'm feeling like my past made Me don Quixote
Animate a thing I'm Miyazaki
You dont say a thing but you keep on talking
Wrote a letter to my body on some terracata
An Heaven Open sesame like Ali baba
And I walk of out my body like an ocean of piranhas yea Moon honey comb yin yang
In your brain
Blue intelligence in the rain
(Blooming silhouettes on train
Bend your mind frame )
Abalone elements
Combine Into an elegance
With collegen and blood and bone in godly building etiquette
Albatross
Cross the ocean never lost
Magnet stone light the home of gods
Tarzan on a bar of xan
Shark skin in my party pans
Fling aptonyms at the Mars lander
Sip cardamom while the stars dance
Swurv the body melt Dali man
Fuck a string like string theory
Mary Magdalene freaky chick
Mind Fuck your brain like I'm Tim Leary
Fucking Jane like Tarzan
Marry main and side chick
Painted brains 3 sizes
Fuck the flames i dive in
Pluck a frame for your iris
Lux ablaze imma die rich
Slurpy maker on my wrist
This Purple paper and silence
Pop flower like bar of xan
Mariachi band at power plant
Talking flowers from the zone
Of a Demi goddess
xylacopa on the throne for a couple hours
Turn to honey all the bones down in Okinawa
We are free from the sin of stolen power
the open ocean
(Playing Xylophones made of hollow bone
Fuck you up like Mcullys home
I got Myelin holes And i'm bellicose
Up In Monaco in the vellodrome)
Mix Ethereal mix with miracles
Hailing bliss Maryam can hear you
Ear elixir hope you get your fixture
spirit full of This bliss addiction
afflict ya culture serum dripping
Go to the see
Grow what u need
Ay
Holy motor in the zone like a Casanova
and my sound like a cloud made of xylacopa
Hunch back on the throne like an immortal
Yea I'm feeling all these racks like we hit the quota
Animate a thing I'm Miyazaki
You dont say a thing but you keep on talking
Wrote a letter to my body on some terracata
Motions of American to bury em
apparently
Potion of pyramids a parallel to Pericles
Progress
double edge knowledge of Pavlov
Teaching everybody to salivate at their enemies
Secret of beloved many legs of the centipede
Impeaching every president we running independently
Speakers on an elephant we run it every century
Sleeping on a pelican our body growing celery
Phoenix on the battlements the valley full of roaring trees
Ay
Course I'm on the moon in a wave
ship made of light in a way
Ay
Course you gonna move in way
sun and the wind and a sound in ya face
Brain
Blood of the many will bend it
Century
unity one bloody apple tree
Love to tell to me things that will be
dreams of the future
Endless we
Knowledge
An Heaven Open sesame like Ali baba
And I walk of out my body like an ocean of piranhas yea Moon honey comb yin yang
In your brain
Blue intelligence in the rain
Play it loud for our power plans
Lips you licking
Space delicious
Wish the vultures
Would take your carcass
So I could miss ya andd speak to God
Spaceship earth delicious dirt
Haileys comet snow ice in urns
Cart it back while the Pisces burn
The enigmatic punk-rap duo of Justin Pearson (The Locust, Swing Kids) and hip-hop producer Luke Henshaw make their long-awaited return. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 7, 2024