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There's this boy who cuts loose 
Hula hoops 
And eyes bulge
Jaws drop 
He don't stop
He don't stop for nothin'.
Made my drive shaft crank
Made my pistons bulge
Made my ball bearing melt from the heat
Oh yeah yeah

We were shifting hard when we took off
Put
I ain't nothing to the notice 
800 miles of prime 
We be plain Jack belt loaded-Ha! 
I pause, I holler 
Still powder line 
Selling bulge egg
Your eyes bulge, your lips swell
Gaze into my open soul
Lick it clean, lick
And feel
Your
Your eyes bulge, your lips swell
Gaze into my open soul
Lick it clean, lick
And feel
Your
that to someone else
And the circle doesn't fit its little square
It bulges with opportunity bulges

I said is that a smile that hangs beneath your
The discoloration is becoming red
Due to the pressure of the decomposed blood

Body surface is mottled
Red, green, brown the eyes bulge
And the tongue swells
only two sockets
Got no bulge in his pockets
Eunuch boy, eunuch boy
Thought a lawnmower was just another toy
Can't even make it through a day of school
it for my life
You
made my drive shaft crank
You made my pistons bulge
You made my ball bearings melt from the heat
Oh yeah
yeah

We were
it for my life
You made my drive shaft crank
You made my pistons bulge
You made my ball bearings melt from the heat
Oh yeah
Yeah

We were
ballbag 

Eyes bulge spittle flows 
Pubic hairs up your nose 
Gurgling for a wet surprise 
Jizm lust in greedy eyes 
Grab my cock with your fist
substance saturates 
Mindmelt countdown brainblister 

Pus seeps 
Outwar blast of blue 
Thoughts creep 
Eyes bulge on implosion 
Skeletal trash left
[Lyrics & Music: C. Milnes]

I want to wrap my hands around your neck,
Squeeuze, squeeze until your dead,
I'd like to see your eyes bulge out of your
A week of moments plucked from the page
Found far horizons, a sunset stage.
Suitcases bulge, in silence packed
A chapter closed: no looking back.
hotel
You walk a little faster
Someone's following you 

The wallet-size bulge
In your double-knit butt
Has money for me
And maybe credit cards
hotel
You walk a little faster
Someone's following you

The wallet-size bulge
In your double-knit butt
Has money for me
And maybe credit cards
be cut down like grass

Pride serves as their necklace
Violence covers them like clothes
Their eyes bulge with abundance
As they weigh out
way,
I'd eat peaches every day
Sun-soakin' bulges in the shade

Movin' to the country,
Gonna eat a lot of peaches
Movin' to the country,
Gonna eat me
lacking in the bulge
She laughs at my dumb jokes when no one does
She brings me mexican food from sombrero just because

And when I feel like giving up
barely crawl
Got a bulge in my intestinal wall
Walk real funny, bless my soul
Can't play tennis and it's hard to bowl
You can't even do the splits now,
the walls
Mr. Jones is back!
Bulge out
And wind your waist
Tight pants
Got curly hair
Drinking cold beer
From metal cans
Moonshine
And Handi-Wipes!
the walls
Mr. Jones is back!

Bulge out
And wind your waist
Tight pants
Got curly hair
Drinking cold beer
From metal cans
Moonshine
And Handi-Wipes!
skull
Bludgeoning without remorse
Eyes bulge and spurt out blood

Extensive killing many thousands have died
Bodies rotting, stench of death
my thesis here tonight 
With my gut and my bulge 
I'll make the whole world scream, the whole room bleed
I'll lose for your gain 
If it'll spruce

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