Lyrics

Filthy apes and lions spilling cake and liquid icing Crucifying all the eyelids Illuminate the iris and tune out all the dying With sounds of Franz Joseph Haydn The owls intimidate me, they're taking all the best meat And tearing down the drapery Apples are foretelling of a supernova shelling Leaving afterbirth of hell things Have you ever thunk take a look at the monk holding boxes of junk? Lying behind the big screen You've been in a funk since you stepped on the gunk You looked like a punk when you tried to debunk As the animals tore out your spleen Angry spitting llamas wearing reticent pajamas Play fluorescent melodramas Rabid dapple otters dealing, death on rainbow waters At the shores of plastic martyrs Flying turtle sirens spy on all the perfect islands Spraying out the purple skyrings Filthy apes and lions spilling cake and liquid icing You're awake, but don't be frightened Have you ever thunk take a look at the monk holding boxes of junk? Lying behind the big screen You've been in a funk since you stepped on the gunk You looked like a punk when you tried to debunk As the animals tore out your spleen
Writer(s): Mark August Stoermer, David John Hopkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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