Lurk

I don't care about your feelings

I'm at a den gathering
Everyone here must do something
Teenage girls with pumpkin wishes
Helping Farnsworth with the dishes
The apple cake was quite delicious
Tea and acid laid before us
Time to trip the halls in fashion

I don't care

Lemon biscuits, layered tables
All things good and even better
Taste improved with worked out eye muscles
Legs uncovered, you can see everything
Am I dreaming, Jim
Am I dreaming, Jim
Taste improved with worked out eye muscles

I don't care whatever you are feeling

Are you going into a bad trip
Are faces and your strange hands rotting
Dead babies and insects falling
Are your crotch muscles aching horribly
Are your crotch muscles aching very horribly

I don't care



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Purkeypile
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