Holy Shit

Hey little bud, how you gonna bloom I'm vividly envisioning lascivious activities that make three out of two So plant me firmly in your soil and give me space to take root I figure that the deeper we dig, the more likely it is that we bear fruit Holy Shit: a mix of dirt and sugar on my fingertips Holy Shit: I speak in tongues and I'm fluent in sacrilege Holy Shit: gonna make love straight through the apocalypse Well of course I'm a force- you're my source, you're my equal and my opposite: Holy Shit And then what Where we gonna roam I know there's unlimited miles in front of us, but why don't we stay home Cause wherever you go, from within is how you grow Let's be the filthy and exquisite - we're livin' and we've been given both Oh Holy Shit: a mix of dirt and sugar on my fingertips Holy Shit: I speak in tongues and I'm fluent in sacrilege Holy Shit: gonna make love straight through the apocalypse Well of course I'm a force - you're my source, you're my equal and my opposite: Holy Shit Holy Shit: a mix of dirt and sugar on my fingertips Holy Shit: I speak in tongues and I'm fluent in sacrilege Holy Shit: gonna make love straight through the apocalypse Well of course I'm a force - you're my source, you're my equal and my opposite: Holy Shit Holy fuckin shit, yall Every mess is magnificent yall Hallelujah Depth above width, there's no alternative We're blendin our broken bits until it leads us into bliss: we're the holiest of shit