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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
New Bomb Turks
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Davidson
Songwriter
Jim Weber
Songwriter
Matt Reber
Songwriter
Sam Brown
Songwriter
Songteksten
When mother Earth turns into a bed by day
When the daydream's turn to nightmare, you turn into your cribs
You know not ground will swallow, you were appalled
The world ain't no oyster, it's a pitiful toilet bowl
Elizabeth Taylor's always on my
Elizabeth Taylor's always
Elizabeth Taylor's always on my
Elizabeth Taylor's always on my mind
I might drove roads, could make me my own scrotum sacrificed
Make me seem unkeen in a land of many miles
All the kings and guy who lives dies by the sword
Monarchies are passive and my dick is getting bored
Elizabeth Taylor's always on my
Elizabeth Taylor's always
Elizabeth Taylor's always on my
Elizabeth Taylor's always on my mind, woo!
Elizabeth Taylor's always on my
Elizabeth Taylor's always
Elizabeth Taylor's always on my
Elizabeth Taylor's always on my mind
The way we hold the future like the long of prey
Let's put it in the oven and watch it bake
Industrial age got us in a mess
Mother nature's looming and she's got PMS
Elizabeth Taylor's always on my
Elizabeth Taylor's always
Elizabeth Taylor's always on my
Elizabeth Taylor's always
Elizabeth Taylor's always on my
Elizabeth Taylor's always
Elizabeth Taylor's always on my
Elizabeth Taylor's always on my mind
Writer(s): Matthew Reber, Eric Davidson, James Weber, William Randt
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