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Austin Willacy
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Feelin' Funkae
God's on the atmosphone, choking on a chicken bone George is in the bramble rows, stroking Martha's furbelow Cupid's in the West Wing, fixing chitlins a la king I'm on the tightrope, trying to knit myself a net...
I'm squeezing electricity From pure serendipitogenicity A bubble bleeding anarchy Troublesome and double-dealing Bumblebee Roulette
I'm feelin' FUNKAE Feelin' fine
Do that dance, do that dance, do the dance for me The one where you played with the gravity Scooping up the bell peppers in style You're my cup of chamomile
Enraptured by the fruit in your navel I stole the freaky seeds from your bedside table And planted 'em upside down from the ceiling They burrowed through the bathosphere and now I'm feeling...
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 FUNKAE Feelin' fine
Why trap your mind within your body when you know your body's sinking? One unprimatical sabbatical 'll radicalize your thinking How can you generate a sonnet when you're one of a million monkeys? Some psychosophical banana should be summoning you to get FUNKAE...
Get my sweetmeats out the cupboard, Mrs. Bloomstench Bust out the custard and we'll spelunk with the monkeywrench My bothered boysenberry, I find it necessary To plumb the Ben-and-Jerry depths of your mind...
You suit me FUNKAE Suits me fine
What kind of wack megalomania is skinny-dipping in your system? Traipse off to Transcendentylvania and get with the New Soul Wisdom Shake off that cerebello-succubus who monitors all that you do Feed your avuncular homunculus a nugget of funk-fried voodoo...
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