Lyrics:
mischief and feeding the fire
Kicking up mischief and walking the wire
Little fish just keep on flapping
Do your thing until you die
Keep your powder
of factory oceans
The Turkish carpets are flapping
As the wind drops you down to the surface
Yeah you're looking for the sweethearts
And you're, you're
Wheezing, can't breathe
The gas mask's leaking, acrid smoke
Her pain, her, her, her slip's on fire
She flaps at it
Swung ringed wrists flap-flapping
Beat
ready, so Boop like Betty
Cold truth for ya yellow belly, 'cause you scared
Butterflies flapping in your eyes, that's you dead
Now you living in
of winter they gave a cold triumphant shout
And all that stays is dying and all that lives is getting out
See the geese in chevron flight flapping and racing
The spangled banners flapping in the sun
This is my blood
This is my people
The black drums leaking in their graves
The tin cans rocking on the arctic waves
And turn blue without you
These arms lack a purpose
Flapping like a humming bird
I'm nervous 'cause I'm the left eye
You're the right
Would it not be madness
feel this creature flapping in my throat
Try and throw it up
But my cough turns to a choke
Put my fingers in my mouth
I have it by the head
It dug
All of my friends have died
And changed their shape
Flapping away like crows, mister
That swoop down from above
I've got to nail it down (Nail it
get hit, don't know what happened, no flapping
Freeze tag, nigga, fuck all my enemies
Fuck nigga run up, catchin' felonies
Get the racks for
Hitler was King of the Jews
Caught in the tunnel an ambulance howls
A men's room attendant is flapping his jowls
Sssh, Howard Johnson is moving his
more full of weeping than you can understand
Where dips the rocky highland
of Sleuth Wood in the lake
There lies a leafy island
where flapping
Hitler was King of the Jews
Caught in the tunnel an ambulance howls
A men's room attendant is flapping his jowls
Sssh, Howard Johnson is moving his
Said I'd do the show but I Canceled anyway
[Chorus:]
You were road kill baby Till I scraped you in my arms
Just another wattle flapping
On the old
You don't have the words, it's okay
I make it worse, I can make it better
I can chase it away
And the emotion running and flapping
Faster
both of 'em to flapping
Start your feet to kicking, that's when you know
You doin' the funky chicken
Slick and spasm, you put both arms up, across your
Were flapping like this, or
You know before he left he
Screamed out the window, you know he
Said "Can I" Oh what was that?
Oh "I'll give you five dollars
I'm gonna drop the reins
Take another trail
Turn around the gale is blowing
Rolling down the dale
My slippers worn
My cap is flapping in the wind
Got
Mercury
Creeping on the sea
How she wails
Flails her arms and weeps
Accumulation of debris
Lips apart
Flapping as a lark
For in the dark there
are you at? Play it Kenneth!
Uh! You think you're staying cool while its getting hot, eh?
F104 here, uh, stop flapping your gums.
I wear my own
it all mean?
Can't juggle with Jesus
Dirty green sea
Naked reality
24/7
24/7
Flapping like a trapped bird
In the 7-11
Crack
You're
The crowd is looking drowned and a mother in tears
There are flip-flapping flags in the silence
And a national anthem's a blues in these days
Flag
hide
Hulls were creaking crashing sails
Rains were slating down
The oilskins flapping, decks awash
Slanting turning round
Thunder roaring
in the bay
But he's a friending of a friending - I don't know him anyway
Flapping lips of flatulence bellow "vote for me"
Everything is spinning in
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