Moontalks
Moontalks
Of modern men yeah
Woodwalks
In desert lands
Say that you're ok
Oh rusty friend
Backdoor
In outer space
Sun dawn
And Venus' face
Say that you're afraid
Don't let me out
Pick the spaceship
Pick the aliens
Pick the you want from here
I'm okay
Sail away
Today I get breakfast at my table
Aliens will send me a creature to worship
Today
I don't wanna talk about anything
I'm sick
I'm stuck in my own bad luck
And these lyrics don't give a
Buy yourself a dictionary
If the way you think music is made
Is just out of a brain of stupid insane
16 years old boy trying for the first time
A rhyme mixed with a pill of ecstasy
I roll outta bed with the bad thought
Of a monster dwelling my room
Drooling chewed long late the night before
A pure mixture of alcohol and paroxetin
The paradox is a parasaurus spitting on
My pizza where I threw up this afternoon
Cause of the gloom in my stomach of
A half gallon balloon of rum spilled in my throat while I was hitting a bench with my head
Just for fun
You dumb really think you'll grow up?
For real, I see a deal on the wall it says
Hey try to snatch your balls
As long as you can then cut the cord
With a sharp blade out of a tomato can!
Last morning, I was sitting with a monkey
She was chewing so loud I took a knife
Ripped her belly and ripped her eyes with a pair of keys
I was so I even took advance of breakfast
And stuffed that carcass in the like a fat turkey
Of modern men yeah
Woodwalks
In desert lands
Say that you're ok
Oh rusty friend
Backdoor
In outer space
Sun dawn
And Venus' face
Say that you're afraid
Don't let me out
Pick the spaceship
Pick the aliens
Pick the you want from here
I'm okay
Sail away
Today I get breakfast at my table
Aliens will send me a creature to worship
Today
I don't wanna talk about anything
I'm sick
I'm stuck in my own bad luck
And these lyrics don't give a
Buy yourself a dictionary
If the way you think music is made
Is just out of a brain of stupid insane
16 years old boy trying for the first time
A rhyme mixed with a pill of ecstasy
I roll outta bed with the bad thought
Of a monster dwelling my room
Drooling chewed long late the night before
A pure mixture of alcohol and paroxetin
The paradox is a parasaurus spitting on
My pizza where I threw up this afternoon
Cause of the gloom in my stomach of
A half gallon balloon of rum spilled in my throat while I was hitting a bench with my head
Just for fun
You dumb really think you'll grow up?
For real, I see a deal on the wall it says
Hey try to snatch your balls
As long as you can then cut the cord
With a sharp blade out of a tomato can!
Last morning, I was sitting with a monkey
She was chewing so loud I took a knife
Ripped her belly and ripped her eyes with a pair of keys
I was so I even took advance of breakfast
And stuffed that carcass in the like a fat turkey
Credits
Writer(s): Giacomo Panza
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