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Tools
03:54
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They say it tastes so sweet if you milk it dry.
The last drop curdles on her vicious chin
and is wasted on the vile one.
Can not decide between the hearts of flies or flowers.
Who would've thought that we'd brought hammers?
Came with no tale to tell. Stuck without viable knowledge.
Stranded, nothing to sell. Wait till she isn't looking then on my cue.
If her skull has cracked, she's not worth burning. Have your fun then hurl her in the earth to waste away with no-one to blame.
If it turns it's been one big mistake, it's probably just as well, hold still while I hammer.
It's only a test to see if this elctric drill will go through human ribs.
Feasting away upon small butterflies and bandits.
There's still the question was this banquet ever human?
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Lyrics:
This time they've everything to hide, it's a fair old drive and
sadly they're the lying kind, honest none of us mind.
Up with this I will not put.
Keep stum on anything they ask, we both know it won't last.
Follow me down to every move and repeat all I say.
Up with this I will not put.
Sailing on dominos, crafted by eskimos.
Own up now.
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No, None Of Us Know Nowt
02:58
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Lyrics:
Hide away with a telescope, hoping art becomes a fallback.
Open hearts are prey to whetting wallets, mortgage plans.
All the while we see the west is wandered back and forth and back and forth and back.
Solid sessions, they are adamant, the limelight's heading from them.
Time is wrecked, ditched with no evidence or bronze medal.
Through the tears, we see the reins have fallen off.
No, none of us know nowt.
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Bloaty
03:27
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Lyrics:
Lorry approaching junction don't care to slow down.
Days arresting pouts and waves at old habits rife.
The volcano won't say no, state your tribute to the elusive.
Sour, foreign words will bring it now. Ching those glasses, raise those parties.
Space chimes oh display dreams. The same slide told me the same but.
The space chimes we hired saved me fighting on.
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Hola Que Tal
02:28
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Ten Ten Ten
02:05
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this is the 10th of october
what does it mean?
will there be aliens that fly from outta space?
or 10 legged unicorns? no
oh my word, have you seen the calendar?
one oh one oh one oh
this must be the end of all mankind
the clock has sent us to the dock and we must serve our time
the clock has sent us to the dock and we must serve our penance
what do you know boy? tell me, what does it say in the bible? what does the bible say?
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