Kiddishness overflow. Don't know if my monotonous voice can actually pull this off.
The song is called Bloating Goat, at www.myspace.com/pplod
Lyrics still sick though.
BLOATING GOAT
guns... my roses gonna
hate it when you're gone
my colours always fading from my head
i guess we're meant to be trashed
all the time
punch... my face i'm dead
i'm broken but i'll stun
you with my magic metal fingers
i know we are nothing more than
exclamation marks
paper lashes plastic lips
virgin backbones motor hips
twisted elbows wooden feet
fancy earlobes golden ribs
oh oh oh oh oh
face my enemy
now raise my hands indeed
i love you in a medium size
tee shirt and jeans outfit
tie... my tongue into
a knot so i can talk
you into overlapping with my thoughts
i'm pushing all my fellows in the
water
count... my knuckles with my fingers
it's a game we play for entertainment
on a monday... and breakfast on a bench
but i dont want to remember how
The song is called Bloating Goat, at www.myspace.com/pplod
Lyrics still sick though.
BLOATING GOAT
guns... my roses gonna
hate it when you're gone
my colours always fading from my head
i guess we're meant to be trashed
all the time
punch... my face i'm dead
i'm broken but i'll stun
you with my magic metal fingers
i know we are nothing more than
exclamation marks
paper lashes plastic lips
virgin backbones motor hips
twisted elbows wooden feet
fancy earlobes golden ribs
oh oh oh oh oh
face my enemy
now raise my hands indeed
i love you in a medium size
tee shirt and jeans outfit
tie... my tongue into
a knot so i can talk
you into overlapping with my thoughts
i'm pushing all my fellows in the
water
count... my knuckles with my fingers
it's a game we play for entertainment
on a monday... and breakfast on a bench
but i dont want to remember how
