Paroles de Two Tabs Of Mescaline
I smell the sound of a growing gashWith pop sensibilities.
KQED
"It's a tune that equals you."
I feel
Hallelujah
I fail,
Bulemia;
I'm frail.
Salting the back of a snail.
And...
This is worship and this is tribute
Crumbling, ripping and failing.
Knowing you fit in...
And, and,
you fit in!
Feeding time,
An old friend of mine
At the leper zoo.
Que sera?
Erotic hurrah
It's cool.
Be cool, girl.
And, and,
I fit in!
Feeding time,
An old friend of mine
At the leper zoo, yeah.
Que sera?
Erotic hurrah
With no rescue.
It's cool.
Be cool, girl.
Sailor scent.
Bulemia;
I'm frail.
Salting the back of a snail.
And...
This is worship and this is tribute
Crumbling, ripping and failing.
Knowing you fit in...
And, and,
you fit in!
Feeding time,
An old friend of mine
At the leper zoo.
Que sera?
Erotic hurrah
It's cool.
Be cool, girl.
And, and,
I fit in!
Feeding time,
An old friend of mine
At the leper zoo, yeah.
Que sera?
Erotic hurrah
With no rescue.
It's cool.
Be cool, girl.
Sailor scent.
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