Fancy Aftertaste

Atmosphere shook me to smitheriens
Taking me shaking me screaming out loud
Now all I know is I gotta watch out

Welcome mat burns as I catch on fire
Nancy and Carol will treat me to tea (Oh thank you Nancy)
But what I don't know is what they want from me

What a fancy aftertaste
I don't why you want it
Smells like tar and feels like paste
I don't get many offers

Look at me growing
Blindness is known
And I don't know enough 'cause
I can see

Everyone's tired
Everyone's fired
And I can't do a thing
So let them be

Breaking the test tube is half of the work
Clean up the mess and return to your porn
I wonder what happened the day I was born



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Siringano
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