Bloem Yes and I can see a lick Of gold traveling I know it is a sugarbeam It suckles me inside like a capsule It is traveling inside you are pink intestines guts And wandering around as if the goon was made of gum
Bloem & Les Claypool Spider, spider, spider
Les Claypool Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick And I can't find my gun No I can't find my gun He's eating all my vegetables I wish that I could make him splash But I can't find my gun! No I can't find my gun
Bloem Scratchy makes me paranoid I know he is a liar And he makes me want to fuck with him As if he was the sun from every seed We must be watching him His graces are too big And I don't know what I should do with him I think he is too big
Bloem & Les Claypool Spider, spider, spider
Les Claypool Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick And I can't find my gun! No I can't find my gun He's eating all my vegetables I wish that I could make him splash! But I can't find my gun! No I can't find my gun
Bloem & Les Claypool Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick And I can't find my gun No I can't find my gun He's eating all my vegetables I wish that I could make him splash But I can't find my gun! No I can't find my gun
Bloem Master hisss don't frame me I I, I, I don't want to lose you with Your tongue you can embrace me Every time you feel the urge Don't forget to drive the Rosafund Calypso says
Bloem & Les Claypool 'I look like Albert Sexamonia'
Bloem I think she speaks the truthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.