Les Claypool

Yes and I can see a lick
Of gold traveling
I know it is a sugarbeam
It suckles me inside like a capsule
It is traveling inside you are pink intestines guts
And wandering around as if the goon was made of gum

Spider, spider, spider

Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick
And I can't find my gun
No I can't find my gun
He's eating all my vegetables
I wish that I could make him splash
But I can't find my gun!
No I can't find my gun

Scratchy makes me paranoid
I know he is a liar
And he makes me want to fuck with him
As if he was the sun from every seed
We must be watching him
His graces are too big
And I don't know what I should do with him
I think he is too big

Spider, spider, spider

Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick
And I can't find my gun!
No I can't find my gun
He's eating all my vegetables
I wish that I could make him splash!
But I can't find my gun!
No I can't find my gun

Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick
And I can't find my gun
No I can't find my gun
He's eating all my vegetables
I wish that I could make him splash
But I can't find my gun!
No I can't find my gun

Master hisss don't frame me
I I,I,I don't want to lose you with
Your tongue you can embrace me
Every time you feel the urge
Don't forget to drive the Rosafund
Calypso says

'I look like Albert Sexamonia'

I think she speaks the truth

walter

Toegevoegd door walter op do 30 maart, 2006 11:54 am

Auteur: Bloem de Ligny
Componist: Bloem de Ligny
Uitgever: ?
Taal: Engels
Beschikbaar op: Zink (1998)

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