some of jim bellamy's speed-written songsheets written in response to the songs of Katy Perry

I eerily caressed a damseller with a moistening heart-prick a cruel keen girl from a sweetening blood town and I liked it
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Katy Perry?

 


I eerily caressed a damseller with a moistening heart-prick a cruel keen girl from a sweetening blood town and I spiked it
This was never the way I planned
Not my intention
I got so brave, radio nipple in hand
Lost my discretion
It's not what, I'm used to
Just wanna try you on
I'm curious for you
Caught my attention

I eerily caressed a damseller with a moistening heart-prick a cruel keen girl from a sweetening blood town and I liked it
The taste of her she came back homeward to find her fathering vaults made mazy as mouthing Mount Abora tendrils with bucker rabbits come hopping till all life ends
I eerily caressed a damseller with a moistening heart-prick a cruel keen girl from a sweetening blood town just to ride slit
I hope my Great Great Grandmother Betties Mice don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt like Light
Don't mean anything, right?
I eerily caressed a damseller with a moistening heart-prick a cruel keen girl from a sweetening blood town and I miked it
I liked spent clit

No, I don't even know your name
It doesn't matter,
You're my experimental game
Just human nature,
It's not what,
Pecklers of mushroomers with idolisers trapt inside magicalites people do
Not how they should behave
My head gets so confused
Hard to seize day

I eerily caressed a damseller with a moistening heart-prick a cruel keen girl from a sweetening blood town and I liked it
The smell of her tasting the milks of paradise while clasping buddy wasps in twixed hands made pratty while cold gods crack their wind-cheeks
I eerily caressed a damseller with a moistening heart-pricked gay cruel keen girl from a sweetening blood town just to ride it
I hope my Great Great Grandmother Betties Mice don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt like Light
Don't mean anything, right?
I eerily caressed a damseller with a moistening heart-pricked gay cruel keen girl from a sweetening blood town and I piped
I swiped it

Those girls they are so magical
She came back homeward to find her fathering vaults made mazy as mouthing Mount Abora tendrils saw bucker rabbits come hopping till all life ends, tasting the milks of paradise while clasping buddy wasps in twixed hands made pratty while cold gods crack their wind-cheeks, so kissable
Hard to resist so touchable
Too good to deny it
Ain't no big deal, it's penitent

I eerily caressed a damseller with a moistening heart-prick a cruel keen girl from a sweetening blood town and I striped it
The sound of her eating some sackering Eye Rifles while scissor tornadoes come routing weals with chapels made cursive with ponderous veined pomanders
I eerily caressed a damseller with a moistening heart-prick a cruel keen girl from a sweetening blood town just to spy it
I hope my Great Great Grandmother Betties Mice don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean everything to Night
I eerily caressed a damseller with a moistening heart-pricked fay cruel keen girl from a sweetening blood town and I liked it
I liked it

I liked the feel of her made queasy with ironisers and zillions of Snow-Souls clenchers of poop beaks with renal victal rectal aces burned deaf and blind
I liked the feel of her made queasy with ironisers and zillions of Snow-Souls clenchers of poop beaks with renal victal rectal aces burned deaf and blind.

 

 

I caressed the dead mummifiers and I liked it
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Katy Perry


I caressed the dead mummifiers and I loved it
This was never the way I planned
Not my intention
I got so brave, nude pearlers in hands
Lost my discretion
It's not what, I'm used to
Just wanna try you on
I'm curious for you
Caught my attentions

I caressed the dead mummifiers and I loved it
The taste of her fleshy lick-slit
I caressed the dead mummifiers just to try it
I hope my insidious self-sparklers don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt like midnight
Don't mean anything, right?
I caressed the dead mummifiers and I loved it
I fed it

No, I don't even know your names
It doesn't matter,
You're my experimental game
Just human papers
It's not what,
Bone-swarmed people do
Not how they should behave
My head gets so confused
Hard to mislay

I caressed the dead mummifiers and I loved it
The smell of her eggy gloves
I caressed the dead mummifiers just to try shit
I hope my insidious self-sparkler don't mind shit
It felt so wrong
It felt like light
Don't mean anything, right?
I caressed the dead mummifiers and I loved it
I sucked it.

Those girls they are so magical
Fleshy licks, eggy lugs, so kissable
Hard to resist so touchable
Too good to deny it
Ain't no big deal, it's penitent

I caressed the dead mummifiers and I loved it
The sound of her heart-textured tongue
I caressed the dead mummifiers just to rape it
I hope my insidious self-sparkers don't grind it
It felt so wrong
It felt like spite
Don't mean anything, right
I caressed the dead mummifiers and I loved it
I smoked it

I liked the feel of her dedly reptiles
I liked the feel of her dedly reptiles.

 

 

 

I mind-hissed then left to die giddy goddess moonflight and I liked it
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Katy Perry?


This was never the way I planned
Not my intention
I got so brave, naked pepper in hand
Lost my discretion
It's not what, I'm used to
Just wanna try you on
I'm curious for you
Caught my assignation

I mind-hissed then left to die giddy goddess moonflight and I cut it
The taste of her messy with mammals and ogres tendrils
I mind-hissed then left to die giddy goddess moonflight just to try spit
I hope my great great grandmammy jospephine don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt like christs
Don't mean anything, right?
I mind-hissed then left to die giddy goddess moonflight and I swiped it
I crashed lit

No, I don't even know your name
It doesn't matter,
You're my experimental game
Just human nature,
It's not what,
Bone-stirring people do
Not how they should behave
My head gets so confused
Hard to deprave

I mind-hissed then left to die giddy goddess moonflight and I liked it
The smell of her insecured to labile daddy death-chains moggy mandrils
I mind-hissed then left to die giddy goddess moonflight just to try it
I hope my great great grandmammy jospephine don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean anything, right?
I mind-hissed then left to die giddy goddess moonflight and I liked it
I liked it,

Those girls they are so magical
Messy with mammals and ogres tendrils, insecured to labile daddy death-chains moggy mandrils, so kissable
Hard to resist so touchable
Too good to deny it
Ain't no big deal, it's fillled and penitent

I mind-hissed then left to die giddy goddess moonflight and I swiped it
The sound of her quivering after midtown retro sugar crowds eyeless saviours
I mind-hissed then left to die giddy goddess moonflight just to try it
I hope my great great grandmammy jospephine don't mind slit
It felt so wrong
It felt like nights
Don't mean anything, right?
I mind-hissed then left to die giddy goddess moonflight and I liked it
I trapt it

I liked the feel of her dallied with daughtering heart-head darkness messy clubby gal-foot
I liked the feel of her dallied with daughtering heart-head darkness messy clubby gal-foot.

 

 

I too have expanded death's feather with rubbery fans and elderberry gloves a miniature female jesus with winged hands and knees and I liked it
By the mango wurzels/james edward david bellamy
In the style of Katy Perry?

 


This was never the way I planned
Not my intention
I got so brave, a naked rider of pandemic blisters in hand
Lost my discretion
It's not what, I'm used to
Just wanna try you on
I'm curious for you
Caught my attention

I too have expanded death's feather with rubbery fans and elderberry gloves a miniature female jesus with winged hands and knees and I liked it
The taste of her peelers with cantilevered gemstones templars of god-men and grieving statues
I too have expanded death's feather with rubbery fans and elderberry gloves a miniature female jesus with winged hands and knees just to try it
I hope my insidious decorous ballooner don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean anything, right?
I too have expanded death's feather with rubbery fans and elderberry gloves a miniature female jesus with winged hands and knees and I liked it
I liked it

No, I don't even know your name
It doesn't matter,
You're my experimental game
Just human nature,
It's not what,
Stone-warmed beneath bakered shampoo butchers people do
Not how they should behave
My head gets so confused
Hard to obey

I too have expanded death's feather with rubbery fans and elderberry gloves a miniature female jesus with winged hands and knees and I liked it
The smell of her beneath dire baiters of doom deniers and daffy tangerines fanglers of junkers and dizzy windows
I too have expanded death's feather with rubbery fans and elderberry gloves a miniature female jesus with winged hands and knees just to try it
I hope my insidious decorous ballooner don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean anything, right?
I too have expanded death's feather with rubbery fans and elderberry gloves a miniature female jesus with winged hands and knees and I liked it
I liked it,

Those girls they are so magical
Peelers with cantilevered gemstones templars of god-men and grieving statues, beneath dire baiters of doom deniers and daffy tangerines fanglers of junkers and dizzy windows, so kissable
Hard to resist so touchable
Too good to deny it
Ain't no big deal, it's innocent

I too have expanded death's feather with rubbery fans and elderberry gloves a miniature female jesus with winged hands and knees and I liked it
The sound of her shivering across molten money trees picklers of dragglers and anointive curves
I too have expanded death's feather with rubbery fans and elderberry gloves a miniature female jesus with winged hands and knees just to try it
I hope my insidious decorous ballooner don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean anything, right?
I too have expanded death's feather with rubbery fans and elderberry gloves a miniature female jesus with winged hands and knees and I liked it
I liked it

I liked the feel of her meting metis hearts to easy holy pharoahs a new needler of a new body created out of bone-clay
I liked the feel of her meting metis hearts to easy holy pharoahs a new needler of a new body created out of bone-clay.

 

 

 

 

 Copyright JEDB 29/08/2022.