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you’re selling Something’s rotten and it’s you I’m smelling Turgid Toad, stay away from my door Don’t want your (croak) ‘round here anymore You had
There's a great big rock careering Down a musical mountainside There's a turgid cacophony emanating from The music biz's backside Where two eyebrows
wake up turgid errday Hard guy No be cornG de ma mind Na to make pepper No be curry no be thyme Stay married to the function Steady pon the grind Sheybi
Turgid itch on the perfume of death On a whispering south wind A smell of abyss and nothingness Dark angel of the wanderer Howls through the loft
sticky With sights of bone Ugly, turgid, yet mystical I am the bearer of the dead man's toe It's got a reek to match the horrors shown Within its green
To livid and pallid and turgid and structured and structured and Structured and structured And structured and regard and refrain, the sick and the dumb,
to skin and to skin and to bone and to structure to livid and pallid and turgid and structured and structured and structured and structured and structured
spaniel Yes he did sitting there, wasting time Turgid form is mine Young Chou Lin gave me head this morning Yes she did She came right in, she gave me head
arise in emptied bodies Turgid flesh tested through eternal spastic Fits through not known codes mother Machine in genocide now scorn a dying race
bloody, bloody Mary Your lips are turgid, your ass is cherry I'll never... never let you die... The women bleeds but does not die... When you are
What is this hungry thing What is this turgid little thing That's crawling around in my backyard again Into it's hole, I think my hair will fall As it
of horseflies Scrutinizing the crowds And the horsemen on a high ridge They wheel and they ride Their work all done for them By the turgid black tide
Turgid calls the winter charge True adventures of awaking hearts Nights are overwhelmed by gloom We will see foxes in the moon Valleys drop,
sleeping in The S.O.S. was lost on me My crew were swimming In a turgid sea It was me It was me who committed The felony I love the blame Take my
Turgid bowel exaggerator Fleshy flap-valved gladiator
Decomposing cranial contents Fetid putrefactive brains Rotten head of grume Turgid maggot infested mess Writhing larvae are gorged on lukewarm grey
Convulsive, turgid flesh Collapsing my corpse, emaciated I gradually wither away Fertile remains become of the earth Epitaph of bones mark my grave Putrid
The turgid waters move along, marbled with brown mud, flowing downstream Her body thrown between the rocks and the roots of elder trees, snagging
Dead white sea worm on the beach when I was nine Turgid, blighted, and bleached And glistening against the odds An annelid or some shade reified by
Virus spread, through your neglect So many people died Mealy-mouthed commentary Perpetuated lies Turgid Tory wannabes, our nation cries Scotland has
The aroma takes my will away Who does this young man think he is? Who needs this turgid love he gives? For though he strives to please me He can't hit
time in a universe imperfect Brain swell, suddenly its turgid I don't have the answers I'm still still searching Let go of everything and sail
feeling turgid inside Losing all pride Felt colder inside My dad came and I went to hide Blanket over my head Pretend, I slept on the bed but later
I was restless when I saw you in the parlor When you found my wretched spirit laying low How you held my hand and used your tears To quell my turgid
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