Из альбома: Cuisine (with Piscatorial)

Down in the fields
Their bodies are lying
In spirals

Hanging from trees
Their clicking their heels
To twister

Down in the towns
The water is brown
To my taste

Nutrasweet and
Nuclear waste


Yippee yai yay, kayay, kayay
Disease is touring the U.S.A.
We're stopping at Denny's along the way
A Texan, Nachoes and the bubonic plague...


Twister.

Down in the streets
The cars are spinning
In spirals

Not suprising
There's nobody driving
Twister

East to West
The world is blessed
With my fame

A growing pain
That's hard to explain

(chorus)

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