When the instant city bleeds. the old stones will shift. and the brides will tell. of an empire of grain. that went to the rats. they'll remember well.
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I played the part. I played the start. I made a table out of clay. I placed my hands. Upon the plans. I waited for a proud display. I played around. I heard the sound.
Sugary Jane cakes lace (?). Her hair smells nice. First one is the worst one sometimes twice. Are you careful?. Are you in the mood?. Sugary Jane is sweet like baby food.
So the beer chain case ?. ? smells nice. First one is the worst one. Sometimes twice. Are you careful. Are you in the mood. Sugar beer chain. Is sweet like baby food.
All told stories of known hierarchies. bled their sails on the lost Journey. and left the exhibit to hunt Gone to naturally. rural plant surgeons sit tight for the meal ticket hide.
Chorus: Broadcastor house. I want to blow. All step back. And give me room. . New age barkers are marching. See them I saw them. They are there. Chorus x2.
Come on, polluted eyeballs. Stop scouting out the field. Jump up, bright paper werewolves. And everybody everywhere. . Anyone can scratch. And anyone can win.
Come on, polluted eyeballs. Stop scouting out the field. Jump up, bright paper werewolves. And everybody everywhere. . Anyone can scratch. And anyone can win.
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It's time to kiss the genius. It's time to break the spell. There's a one out of three chance. There's a pleasure banging my bell. . I'm in the soft pink luxury tunnel.
Wait patiently and suddenly see. Motivation that cries out. Mutilation of the senses. Finish your sentence. Taste the bones before chewing. Shout out a point.
Here I go around the blame. Here I go with hand over flame. Down on the floor at nine o'clock. A scene not fully recognized. At precisely nine o'clock.
Chorus: Broadcastor house. I want to blow. All step back. And give me room. . New age barkers are marching. See them I saw them. They are there. Chorus x2.
(Did you try and catch him?). Blue Gil. I've something for you. Just for you. Take stock. Don't wait for it to come to you. It won't walk up to you. .
(R. Pollard). . Blimps go 90 on with the show. Couldn't you see that?. Now didn't you know?. Aerosol halos---films of the flag. Rifle games for seven-year-olds.
Bloodbeast enters heaven. The battle has begun. Put him on the guestlist. Bloodbeast plus one. In the garden bloodbeast. chewing apple gum. Only wants a good time.
Jill and Vicky liked to drug-out. Doing it naked with?. Ain't no angels in this part of town. Take me on a blatant doom trip, yeah. Take me on a blatant doom trip.
Jill and Vicky liked to drug-out. Doing it naked with ???. Ain't no angels in this part of town. Take me on a blatant doom trip, yeah. Take me on a blatant doom trip.
12 days at the shoot. golden boy can you help me?. Dreams don't celebrate a lacking of. electrical spark construction charge. how much owed?. How much blowed?.