The Day of the Wuchak
Ghostown
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My role is blurry, mixed up inventory Like spice in my curry, day groundhog Murray Hurry up and choose one, got my new shoes on Gotta get my cruise on, trying to write a new song My role is blurry, mixed up inventory Like spice in my curry, day groundhog Murray Hurry up and choose one, got my new shoes on Gotta get my cruise on, trying to write a new song Coming at you off key like the cry of the donkey My walk's slightly wonky, my piano's a honky It's the estranged villager, the violin pillager The cocaine Dillinger, softly I'll be killing you I'm killing metres, from millimetres to kilometres I'm thrilling readers with villain leaders Drilling deeper for thrill seekers and ill freakers Pill speakers, soul leeches, cold creatures With foul features, power preaches Te hand from the tower reaches, the hour teaches Devour creatures who cower speechless Paradox, firefox navigator Capt the data to the jaws of the alligator Escape from your captor, world wide adaptor Bite with a slack jaw, velociraptor Velocity curve, swooped and he swerved With too many words, over the flutes of the Kurds My role is blurry, mixed up inventory Like spice in my curry, day groundhog Murray Hurry up and choose one, got my new shoes on Gotta get my cruise on, trying to write a new song My role is blurry, mixed up inventory Like spice in my curry, day groundhog Murray Hurry up and choose one, got my new shoes on Gotta get my cruise on, trying to write a new song Coming through the light beams Things that you might have seen Shade from the night screen Bottom autumn light green I process at random, I'm closest at a tangent Hold you at ransom and make you say I'm handsome Touching in tandem, my brain roams rampant Village of the phantoms, lighting up the lanterns Put you in my sandwich, get upon my bandwidth Work until I am rich, paint you on my canvas Blast off my rocket's hot, back off my pocket's not Jingling, spine is tingling Shoot with my finger thing Bounce like a dingaling People not mingling, so I'm gonna sing a thing My shelf needs filling, my teeth need drilling My drink keeps spilling, they keep on billing I'm willing my soul, stop digging that hole Start filling that hole, I've been in control My role is blurry, mixed up inventory Like spice in my curry, day groundhog Murray Hurry up and choose one, got my new shoes on Gotta get my cruise on, trying to write a new song My role is blurry, mixed up inventory Like spice in my curry, day groundhog Murray Hurry up and choose one, got my new shoes on Gotta get my cruise on, trying to write a new song
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