Song parody of
Candyfloss Machine
by Kuri Kaj Osto
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You know
The baby will go for
The thing that is sweeter
Such a violent grip
On survivalist instinct
And since our nature is anchored
Through folds of our psyche
It really isn't much surprise
You've got the longest line
It goes from here for miles
From Shoreditch
To Jupiter's rings
The demand is pouring
Through realms of fire and ice
That's the gold fall calling
Hey G, can your supply
Navigate the orbit
Of deep desire
All around the Candyfloss machine
Hark, the porcelain pleas
Aching to receive
Maybe someday
I'll hook you a CC
To my 360
We've been talking for hours
While cue forms behind us
I still don't know your face
And I'm here, like, every day
You've got bonafide regulars
Even when the machine is down
But I dip that bluesome way
I don't like candy floss anyway
It goes from here for miles
From Shoreditch
To Jupiter's rings
The demand is pouring
Through realms of fire and ice
That's the gold fall calling
Hey G, can your supply
Navigate the orbit
Of deep desire
All around the Candyfloss machine
Hark, the porcelain pleas
Aching to receive
Maybe someday
I'll hook you a CC
To my 360
You know
The baby will go for
The thing that is sweeter
Such a violent grip
On survivalist instinct
And since our nature is anchored
Through folds of our psyche
It really isn't much surprise
You've got the longest line
It goes from here for miles
From Shoreditch
To Jupiter's rings
The demand is pouring
Through realms of fire and ice
That's the gold fall calling
Hey G, can your supply
Navigate the orbit
Of deep desire
All around the Candyfloss machine
Hark, the porcelain pleas
Aching to receive
Maybe someday
I'll hook you a CC
To my 360
We've been talking for hours
While cue forms behind us
I still don't know your face
And I'm here, like, every day
You've got bonafide regulars
Even when the machine is down
But I dip that bluesome way
I don't like candy floss anyway
It goes from here for miles
From Shoreditch
To Jupiter's rings
The demand is pouring
Through realms of fire and ice
That's the gold fall calling
Hey G, can your supply
Navigate the orbit
Of deep desire
All around the Candyfloss machine
Hark, the porcelain pleas
Aching to receive
Maybe someday
I'll hook you a CC
To my 360
