tur is walking through a mars bar hole
weed spins hot skins muscles glow
shandor eunuch of the autubors
painting faces of the go go girls
oh what do i
i really get buzzy
oh where do i ride
now i recognise your red lies
you shrinking bang baboon
ain’t nothing true
ain’t nothing true
lila lick it to the bobo sighs
earrings gut skins torture cries
even helmet and his april wife
lay me in his homo life
oh ain’t it an anger
oh what effort too
i came up with my duty to
be awfully arising
ain’t there no survival