Let the Heartless Human Devil-crowds Reeling In The East While Gathering Up The Teas
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Adele?

 

Heartless-human-devil-crowds-reeling-in-the-East-while-gathering-up-the-teas is where we start
1 zillion spate-yrs the 2676 space Aeons miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my junking devil parks that lead deniers to cooling daughter, you can take my o, what now for Quasimodo and the Fairy Queen?
But you'll never have my prats with King Lear's great ghost come homeward to a sweet nuclear star-shower

I heard that you settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess that o, my Lady Premier de 6667th gave you things I didn't give to you.

There's a fire starting in my prats with King Lear's great ghost come homeward to a sweet nuclear star-shower
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the beneath blind passages with nuked minds kissed

Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and drag some easy rhubarb channels across a cake-mix and a lewd rude day and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I leave with every heartless human devil-crowds
Don't underestimate the things that I will do

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to drag some easy rhubarb channels across a cake-mix and a lewd rude day but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to drag some easy rhubarb channels across a cake-mix and a lewd rude day but sometimes it hurts instead

There's a fire starting in my prats with King Lear's great ghost come homeward to a sweet nuclear star-shower
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the beneath blind passages with nuked minds kissed

There's a fire starting in my prats with King Lear's great ghost come homeward to a sweet nuclear star-shower
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the beneath blind passages with nuked minds kissed

Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving prats with King Lear's great ghost come homeward to a sweet nuclear star-shower
Keeping me from harm
Put your naked budgy terror with a dead king canary clasped in twixed hands in my hand
And we'll stand

You could have had my junking devil parks that lead deniers to cooling daughter
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in under shouted silk-crocks and the satins of de daemon world
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in under shouted silk-crocks and the satins of de daemon world)
You had my naked budgy terror with a dead king canary clasped in twixed hands inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a o, what now for Quasimodo and the Fairy Queen?
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in under shouted silk-crocks and the satins of de daemon world)

I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to drag some easy rhubarb channels across a cake-mix and a lewd rude day but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to drag some easy rhubarb channels across a cake-mix and a lewd rude day but sometimes it hurts instead

This is the end
Hold your naked budgy terror with a dead king canary clasped in twixed hands and count to 1 zillion spate-yrs the 2676 space Aeons
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my prats with King Lear's great ghost come homeward to a sweet nuclear star-shower again

For this is the end
I atoned by a bullock wine-bone with stony exothermyb very close behind and unbound Promtheus seated on a wheelchair in a hillock cliff-town
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm starry with jammy moneys and daffodil hearses

Let the heartless human devil-crowds reeling in the East while gathering up the teas
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

Let the heartless human devil-crowds reeling in the East while gathering up the teas
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At heartless-human-devil-crowds-reeling-in-the-East-while-gathering-up-the-teas
That heartless-human-devil-crowds-reeling-in-the-East-while-gathering-up-the-teas

Sometimes it's good to drag some easy rhubarb channels across a cake-mix and a lewd rude day but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to drag some easy rhubarb channels across a cake-mix and a lewd rude day but sometimes it hurts instead

 

 

Let the Blazer Bathe
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Adele

Blazer-bathe is where we start
Fifty five mastiff years miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my burbler, you can take my murderer
But you'll never have my tendrils

I heard that you settled down
That you found a gilly filly maiden and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess that Madam Sweet Kiss de Third gave you things I didn't give to you.

There's a fire starting in my tendrils
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the ashes

Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and feed fists to peahens and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I leave with every blazer
Don't underestimate the things that I will do

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to feed fists to peahens but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to feed fists to peahens but sometimes it hurts instead

There's a fire starting in my tendrils
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the ashes

There's a fire starting in my tendrils
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the ashes

Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving tendrils
Keeping me from harm
Put your torch-bulb in my hand
And we'll stand

You could have had my burbler
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in heaven's tears
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in heaven's tears)
You had my torch-bulb inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a murderer
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in heaven's tears)

I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to feed fists to peahens but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to feed fists to peahens but sometimes it hurts instead

This is the end
Hold your torch-bulb and count to fifty five mastiff years
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my tendrils again

For this is the end
I sky-crowned and city-mouthed
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm easy as laddy

Let the blazer bathe
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

Let the blazer bathe
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At blazer-bathe
That blazer-bathe

Sometimes it's good to feed fists to peahens but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to feed fists to peahens but sometimes it hurts instead.

 

 

 

Let the A Callouser Of Chintzy Carousels Made-up From Jacked Minds And Red Statues Raving After Skin Rafts And Curled Men Gone Far Out Under Notional Green Seas
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Adele?

 

A-callouser-of-chintzy-carousels-made-up-from-jacked-minds-and-red-statues-raving-after-skin-rafts-and-curled-men-gone-far-out-under-notional-green-seas is where we start
One zillion bended brollified chiliads miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my despisers of crow-cooks and raviners with slanted allotments hurled above meat-rain, you can take my a ravenous torpid owl-angel body-raised from granaries and burned blue snakes
But you'll never have my a lipless grin with no good teeth seen behind

I heard that you settled down
That you found a dizzy damseller with welsh waves star-crossed and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess that Dilly Dilly St Petra John Heel gave you things I didn't give to you.

There's a fire starting in my a lipless grin with no good teeth seen behind
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the underneath a blue rhubarb head-slide

Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and chew on a blue turnip ghost while scissoring fluffers from indigo almond kissers and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I leave with every a callouser of chintzy carousels made-up from jacked minds and red statues
Don't underestimate the things that I will do

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to chew on a blue turnip ghost while scissoring fluffers from indigo almond kissers but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to chew on a blue turnip ghost while scissoring fluffers from indigo almond kissers but sometimes it hurts instead

There's a fire starting in my a lipless grin with no good teeth seen behind
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the underneath a blue rhubarb head-slide

There's a fire starting in my a lipless grin with no good teeth seen behind
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the underneath a blue rhubarb head-slide

Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving a lipless grin with no good teeth seen behind
Keeping me from harm
Put your raw-hide with palmers waylaying desks with olive timbres in my hand
And we'll stand

You could have had my despisers of crow-cooks and raviners with slanted allotments hurled above meat-rain
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in underneath some fallen silk curtains
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in underneath some fallen silk curtains)
You had my raw-hide with palmers waylaying desks with olive timbres inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a a ravenous torpid owl-angel body-raised from granaries and burned blue snakes
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in underneath some fallen silk curtains)

I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to chew on a blue turnip ghost while scissoring fluffers from indigo almond kissers but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to chew on a blue turnip ghost while scissoring fluffers from indigo almond kissers but sometimes it hurts instead

This is the end
Hold your raw-hide with palmers waylaying desks with olive timbres and count to one zillion bended brollified chiliads
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my a lipless grin with no good teeth seen behind again

For this is the end
I endroned with cussy capsters with deacons drawn from the Nile and city-housers with daffy shrinkers laid down to easily study sweet ferns
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm haplessly denying doomy bat crowds with starlings under brut waters

Let the a callouser of chintzy carousels made-up from jacked minds and red statues raving after skin rafts and curled men gone far out under notional green seas
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

Let the a callouser of chintzy carousels made-up from jacked minds and red statues raving after skin rafts and curled men gone far out under notional green seas
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At a-callouser-of-chintzy-carousels-made-up-from-jacked-minds-and-red-statues-raving-after-skin-rafts-and-curled-men-gone-far-out-under-notional-green-seas
That a-callouser-of-chintzy-carousels-made-up-from-jacked-minds-and-red-statues-raving-after-skin-rafts-and-curled-men-gone-far-out-under-notional-green-seas

Sometimes it's good to chew on a blue turnip ghost while scissoring fluffers from indigo almond kissers but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to chew on a blue turnip ghost while scissoring fluffers from indigo almond kissers but sometimes it hurts instead.

 

 

Let the Harp Bath (in the style of Adele)
By james edward david bellamy

Harp-bath is where we start
Fifty-two miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my hog, you can take my river
But you'll never have my breasts

I heard that you settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess that tammy gave you things I didn't give to you.

There's a fire starting in my breasts
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the inside night

Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and feed cake to swallows and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I leave with every harp
Don't underestimate the things that I will do

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to feed cake to swallows but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to feed cake to swallows but sometimes it hurts instead

There's a fire starting in my breasts
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the inside night

There's a fire starting in my breasts
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the inside night

Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving breasts
Keeping me from harm
Put your receiver in my hand
And we'll stand

You could have had my hog
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in sweet hay
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in sweet hay)
You had my receiver inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a river
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in sweet hay)

I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to feed cake to swallows but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to feed cake to swallows but sometimes it hurts instead

This is the end
Hold your receiver and count to fifty-two
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my breasts again

For this is the end
I stabbed and drowned
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm anxious

Let the harp bath
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

Let the harp bath
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At harp-bath
That harp-bath

Sometimes it's good to feed cake to swallows but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to feed cake to swallows but sometimes it hurts instead

 

 

 

Let the Cardial Silly Moan Come Raving After Eloped Red Lip
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Adele?

 

666 Zillion blind aeons miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my tracers of illy wives with wounded wives, you can take my rainers with strangers and milky wode
But you'll never have my tendrils with human hands and alien animal knees

I heard that you settled down
That you found a a keen good girl with overly nice chasm-teeth and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess that o Erie Eileen de 7th Daggering Street Girl gave you things I didn't give to you.

There's a fire starting in my tendrils with human hands and alien animal knees
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the inside a false cooker with one zillion cooked voices beneath

Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and learn to die while arranging soap-lips from a dustbowl and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I leave with every cardial silly moan
Don't underestimate the things that I will do

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to learn to die while arranging soap-lips from a dustbowl but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to learn to die while arranging soap-lips from a dustbowl but sometimes it hurts instead

There's a fire starting in my tendrils with human hands and alien animal knees
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the inside a false cooker with one zillion cooked voices beneath

There's a fire starting in my tendrils with human hands and alien animal knees
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the inside a false cooker with one zillion cooked voices beneath

Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving tendrils with human hands and alien animal knees
Keeping me from harm
Put your fast influxive saddle-flower in my hand
And we'll stand

You could have had my tracers of illy wives with wounded wives
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in in flirty fanny smoke which ensirens seed with smokey cemeteries
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in in flirty fanny smoke which ensirens seed with smokey cemeteries)
You had my fast influxive saddle-flower inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a rainers with strangers and milky wode
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in in flirty fanny smoke which ensirens seed with smokey cemeteries)

I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to learn to die while arranging soap-lips from a dustbowl but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to learn to die while arranging soap-lips from a dustbowl but sometimes it hurts instead

This is the end
Hold your fast influxive saddle-flower and count to 666 Zillion blind aeons
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my tendrils with human hands and alien animal knees again

For this is the end
I droning while chickeners dive upon a menstrual buddy blood-sea and unnoosed from dippy wrecks and massive playbirds mansions
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm starred where ladeners of bod moon-hang a true star with a excellent space-cartoon

Let the cardial silly moan come raving after eloped red lip
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

Let the cardial silly moan come raving after eloped red lip
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At cardial-silly-moan-come-raving-after-eloped-red-lip
That cardial-silly-moan-come-raving-after-eloped-red-lip

Sometimes it's good to learn to die while arranging soap-lips from a dustbowl but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to learn to die while arranging soap-lips from a dustbowl but sometimes it hurts instead.

 

 

Let the Dogdayed Midnight Hound-oils Raving For Pussellers Of Beltfuls Of Fishers Ram Canary Canals
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Adele?

 

Dogdayed-midnight-hound-oils-raving-for-pussellers-of-beltfuls-of-fishers-and-canary-canals is where we start
Five zillion AD miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my junker of dukedames and mastiff castles, you can take my raining across scissor erections and body-crows
But you'll never have my spread his prats from lovers

I heard that you settled down
That you found a lovely swift gal and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess that o, Ma Dingler Cat de Wonder Gal gave you things I didn't give to you.

There's a fire starting in my spread his prats from lovers
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the beneath a crowded plume where chickens lay the dead

Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and feed faces to lazy pickers of Dom Daniel's vine-tail and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I leave with every dogdayed midnight hound-oils
Don't underestimate the things that I will do

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to feed faces to lazy pickers of Dom Daniel's vine-tail but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to feed faces to lazy pickers of Dom Daniel's vine-tail but sometimes it hurts instead

There's a fire starting in my spread his prats from lovers
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the beneath a crowded plume where chickens lay the dead

There's a fire starting in my spread his prats from lovers
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the beneath a crowded plume where chickens lay the dead

Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving spread his prats from lovers
Keeping me from harm
Put your naked throater car in my hand
And we'll stand

You could have had my junker of dukedames and mastiff castles
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in underneath some soft summery wintry-mooses
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in underneath some soft summery wintry-mooses)
You had my naked throater car inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a raining across scissor erections and body-crows
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in underneath some soft summery wintry-mooses)

I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to feed faces to lazy pickers of Dom Daniel's vine-tail but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to feed faces to lazy pickers of Dom Daniel's vine-tail but sometimes it hurts instead

This is the end
Hold your naked throater car and count to five zillion AD
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my spread his prats from lovers again

For this is the end
I stoned under glass where dead sandals flow and animalised by daughters caught in constant darkness
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm stella-raised from holiness and sweetening love haloes

Let the dogdayed midnight hound-oils raving for pussellers of beltfuls of fishers and canary canals
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

Let the dogdayed midnight hound-oils raving for pussellers of beltfuls of fishers and canary canals
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At dogdayed-midnight-hound-oils-raving-for-pussellers-of-beltfuls-of-fishers-and-canary-canals
That dogdayed-midnight-hound-oils-raving-for-pussellers-of-beltfuls-of-fishers-and-canary-canals

Sometimes it's good to feed faces to lazy pickers of Dom Daniel's vine-tail but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to feed faces to lazy pickers of Dom Daniel's vine-tail but sometimes it hurts instead

 

 

Let the Rider Clap-devour
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Adele

Rider-clap-devour is where we start
One zillion and five miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my radio, you can take my rapier
But you'll never have my sheets

I heard that you settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess that Filly Jacobson gave you things I didn't give to you.

There's a fire starting in my teats
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the in de fierce fast impossible bull-rushes

Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and mix some cake-fizz for murderers and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I leave with every rider
Don't underestimate the things that I will do

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to mix some cake-fizz for murderers but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to mix some cake-fizz for murderers but sometimes it hurts instead

There's a fire starting in my teats
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the in de fierce fast impossible bull-rushes

There's a fire starting in my teats
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the in de fierce fast impossible bull-rushes

Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving teats
Keeping me from harm
Put your hearse in my hand
And we'll stand

You could have had my radio
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in old time pig-rain
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in old time pig-rain)
You had my hearse inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a rapier
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in old time pig-rain)

I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to mix some cake-fizz for murderers but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to mix some cake-fizz for murderers but sometimes it hurts instead

This is the end
Hold your hearse and count to one zillion and five
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my teats again

For this is the end
I hanged and draped
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm dancing while sleeping

Let the rider clap-devour
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

Let the rider clap-devour
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At rider-clap-devour
That rider-clap-devour

Sometimes it's good to mix some cake-fizz for murderers but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to mix some cake-fizz for murderers but sometimes it hurts instead

 

 

 

Let the Gasher Of La Mammas And De Olive Horse Raving After Cellves And Bed-dramaturgy
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Adele?

Gasher-of-la-mammas-and-de-olive-horse-raving-after-cellves-and-bed-dramaturgy is where we start
666999 miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my care of darkeners and slit cigars, you can take my de hairy messy horda of mesh and deaf disease
But you'll never have my brainstems

I heard that you settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess that dukedame ava Leesa Orion gave you things I didn't give to you.

There's a fire starting in my brainstems
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the in a chemic sea-skull

Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and stir capes under windows and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I leave with every gasher of la mammas and de olive horse
Don't underestimate the things that I will do

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to stir capes under windows but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to stir capes under windows but sometimes it hurts instead

There's a fire starting in my brainstems
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the in a chemic sea-skull

There's a fire starting in my brainstems
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the in a chemic sea-skull

Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving brainstems
Keeping me from harm
Put your naked peddler of slowing skate-hens in my hand
And we'll stand

You could have had my care of darkeners and slit cigars
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in gilded shrouds that enrope some doped mad galleon
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in gilded shrouds that enrope some doped mad galleon)
You had my naked peddler of slowing skate-hens inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a de hairy messy horda of mesh and deaf disease
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in gilded shrouds that enrope some doped mad galleon)

I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to stir capes under windows but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to stir capes under windows but sometimes it hurts instead

This is the end
Hold your naked peddler of slowing skate-hens and count to 666999
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my brainstems again

For this is the end
I sloaned and bartered
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm moon-snappy

Let the gasher of la mammas and de olive horse raving after cellves and bed-dramaturgy
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

Let the gasher of la mammas and de olive horse raving after cellves and bed-dramaturgy
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At gasher-of-la-mammas-and-de-olive-horse-raving-after-cellves-and-bed-dramaturgy
That gasher-of-la-mammas-and-de-olive-horse-raving-after-cellves-and-bed-dramaturgy

Sometimes it's good to stir capes under windows but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to stir capes under windows but sometimes it hurts instead

 

 

 

Let the Doctor Drink Gloves Dry
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Adele?

Doctor-drink-gloves-dry is where we start
Ten zillion horses that march across wastegrounds miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my delayer, you can take my incester
But you'll never have my false toes

I heard that you settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess that Ada Addams the Nut-Queen gave you things I didn't give to you.

There's a fire starting in my false toes
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the inside some urging visors used by commanders of hidden rashes

Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and use a bended false gravy boat for sea-mantles and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I leave with every doctor
Don't underestimate the things that I will do

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to use a bended false gravy boat for sea-mantles but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to use a bended false gravy boat for sea-mantles but sometimes it hurts instead

There's a fire starting in my false toes
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the inside some urging visors used by commanders of hidden rashes

There's a fire starting in my false toes
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the inside some urging visors used by commanders of hidden rashes

Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving false toes
Keeping me from harm
Put your table in my hand
And we'll stand

You could have had my delayer
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in dirty dizzy diamate
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in dirty dizzy diamate)
You had my table inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a incester
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in dirty dizzy diamate)

I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to use a bended false gravy boat for sea-mantles but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to use a bended false gravy boat for sea-mantles but sometimes it hurts instead

This is the end
Hold your table and count to ten zillion horses that march across wastegrounds
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my false toes again

For this is the end
I enveiled and star-sailed
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm Pluto-caverned

Let the doctor drink gloves dry
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

Let the doctor drink gloves dry
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At doctor-drink-gloves-dry
That doctor-drink-gloves-dry

Sometimes it's good to use a bended false gravy boat for sea-mantles but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to use a bended false gravy boat for sea-mantles but sometimes it hurts instead

 

 

 

Let the Rivulets Of Drams And Weird Sides Raving After Dolts And Doggy Ermine
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Adele?

 

Rivulets-of-drams-and-weird-sides-raving-after-dolts-and-doggy-ermine is where we start
22 zillion miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my tenements of bluesers and maidens out at sea, you can take my cigarellos and plunctive fanny bedshrouds
But you'll never have my naked blue tears

I heard that you settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess that Jodie Bod de 95th gave you things I didn't give to you.

There's a fire starting in my naked blue tears
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the beneath magical childish moses-parcels

Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and use sweet guns for heated razors and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I leave with every rivulets of drams and weird sides
Don't underestimate the things that I will screw

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to use sweet guns for heated razors but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to use sweet guns for heated razors but sometimes it hurts instead

There's a fire starting in my naked blue tears
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the beneath magical childish moses-parcels

There's a fire starting in my naked blue tears
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the beneath magical childish moses-parcels

Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving naked blue tears
Keeping me from harm
Put your venal vineyard snail in my hand
And we'll stand

You could have had my tenements of bluesers and maidens out at sea
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in old-time stripping bedclothes
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in old-time stripping bedclothes)
You had my venal vineyard snail inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a cigarellos and plunctive fanny bedshrouds
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in old-time stripping bedclothes)

I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to use sweet guns for heated razors but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to use sweet guns for heated razors but sometimes it hurts instead

This is the end
Hold your venal vineyard snail and count to 22 zillion
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my naked blue tears again

For this is the end
I star-crowned and spar-drowned
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm stella-soothing

Let the rivulets of drams and weird sides raving after dolts and doggy ermine
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

Let the rivulets of drams and weird sides raving after dolts and doggy ermine
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At rivulets-of-drams-and-weird-sides-raving-after-dolts-and-doggy-ermine
That rivulets-of-drams-and-weird-sides-raving-after-dolts-and-doggy-ermine

Sometimes it's good to use sweet guns for heated razors but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to use sweet guns for heated razors but sometimes it hurts instead

 

 

Let the Dogdazzlers Raving After Beady Beer-brawls
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Adele?

Dogdazzlers-raving-after-beady-beer-brawls is where we start
9 zillion miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my catclowners, you can take my batty venal dark arts
But you'll never have my pratts with cobs on them

I heard that you settled down
That you found a a good god-girl and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess that Jippy Scwaggly heron-dicky gave you things I didn't give to you.

There's a fire starting in my pratts with cobs on them
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the underneath some deviant defective bosoms

Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and cook granite grain while eating sweet crows and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I leave with every dogdazzlers
Don't underestimate the things that I will do

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to cook granite grain while eating sweet crows but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to cook granite grain while eating sweet crows but sometimes it hurts instead

There's a fire starting in my pratts with cobs on them
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the underneath some deviant defective bosoms

There's a fire starting in my pratts with cobs on them
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the underneath some deviant defective bosoms

Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving pratts with cobs on them
Keeping me from harm
Put your diabolo with slits crossed in my hand
And we'll stand

You could have had my catclowners
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in flirty impassioned parachute silk-bed
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in flirty impassioned parachute silk-bed)
You had my diabolo with slits crossed inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a batty venal dark arts
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in flirty impassioned parachute silk-bed)

I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to cook granite grain while eating sweet crows but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to cook granite grain while eating sweet crows but sometimes it hurts instead

This is the end
Hold your diabolo with slits crossed and count to 9 zillion
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my pratts with cobs on them again

For this is the end
I star-damned and Mars-punished
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm a model of a farty arty chimping lager-fayre

Let the dogdazzlers raving after beady beer-brawls
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

Let the dogdazzlers raving after beady beer-brawls
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At dogdazzlers-raving-after-beady-beer-brawls
That dogdazzlers-raving-after-beady-beer-brawls

Sometimes it's good to cook granite grain while eating sweet crows but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to cook granite grain while eating sweet crows but sometimes it hurts instead

 

 

Let the Petrol-men Aside Sunderers Of Carts And Horse-rivers Heaving For Dunny Lovers
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Adele?

 

Petrol-men-aside-sunderers-of-carts-and-horse-rivers-heaving-for-dunny-lovers is where we start
66666 ADF miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my shakers of gassy kids and mongol raisins, you can take my peckers of penile defectors and lady-killers
But you'll never have my buttockers with clothes missing

I heard that you settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess that James Cooly Curl-Cousin de 85th gave you things I didn't give to you.

There's a fire starting in my buttockers with clothes missing
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the a bumblebee in my twixed pockets

Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and suck on some parachute silk while using a dummy iron and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I leave with every petrol-men aside sunderers of carts and horse-rivers
Don't underestimate the things that I will do

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to suck on some parachute silk while using a dummy iron but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to suck on some parachute silk while using a dummy iron but sometimes it hurts instead

There's a fire starting in my buttockers with clothes missing
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the a bumblebee in my twixed pockets

There's a fire starting in my buttockers with clothes missing
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the a bumblebee in my twixed pockets

Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving buttockers with clothes missing
Keeping me from harm
Put your craster of bone men and statue-oils in my hand
And we'll stand

You could have had my shakers of gassy kids and mongol raisins
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in sweet silks with satins very dear behind
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in sweet silks with satins very dear behind)
You had my craster of bone men and statue-oils inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a peckers of penile defectors and lady-killers
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in sweet silks with satins very dear behind)

I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to suck on some parachute silk while using a dummy iron but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to suck on some parachute silk while using a dummy iron but sometimes it hurts instead

This is the end
Hold your craster of bone men and statue-oils and count to 66666 ADF
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my buttockers with clothes missing again

For this is the end
I encoiled with maces and clay-graved with naple-fires
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm eagerly head-washed

Let the petrol-men aside sunderers of carts and horse-rivers heaving for dunny lovers
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

Let the petrol-men aside sunderers of carts and horse-rivers heaving for dunny lovers
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At petrol-men-aside-sunderers-of-carts-and-horse-rivers-heaving-for-dunny-lovers
That petrol-men-aside-sunderers-of-carts-and-horse-rivers-heaving-for-dunny-lovers

Sometimes it's good to suck on some parachute silk while using a dummy iron but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to suck on some parachute silk while using a dummy iron but sometimes it hurts instead

 

 

Let the Clog Rasp
By the mango wurzels.james edward david bellamy
In the style of Adele?

 

Clog-rasp is where we start
Fifty zillion miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my rug, you can take my blue
But you'll never have my bled teats

I heard that you settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess that Buzzy Elephant gave you things I didn't give to you.

There's a fire starting in my bled teats
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the chemical toilets

Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and feed minnows to house martins and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I leave with every clog
Don't underestimate the things that I will do

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to feed minnows to house martins but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to feed minnows to house martins but sometimes it hurts instead

There's a fire starting in my bled teats
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the chemical toilet

There's a fire starting in my bled teats
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the chemical toilets

Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving bled teats
Keeping me from harm
Put your rude pecker in my hand
And we'll stand

You could have had my rug
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in filthy dirt oceans
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in filthy dirt oceans)
You had my rude pecker inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a blue
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in filthy dirt oceans)

I'll remember you said,
Sometimes it's good to feed minnows to house martins but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to feed minnows to house martins but sometimes it hurts instead

This is the end
Hold your rude pecker and count to fifty zillion
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my bled teats again

For this is the end
I boned and bound
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm star-clappy

Let the clog rasp
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together

Let the clog rasp
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At clog-rasp
That clog-rasp

Sometimes it's good to feed minnows to house martins but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to feed minnows to house martins but sometimes it hurts instead

 

 

 

 

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