What??? Lyrics - Native To - Is Tropical

Get on this for this is seldom 

crucifix and things that held him 

acid trips with no vacations 

glorious in natures bosom 

bosom pressed in desperation 

sordid mess but there's redemption 

muscles flexed in praying motion 

tight chest from suffocation 

x2 

Happiness or something like it 

fornicate using only niceness 

recreate only using blindness 

indigenous to the unbearable lightness 

afghan hounds were shaved 

off-cuts where spun to jackets 

quick deaths through complications 

gasping breaths through stand ovation 

x2 

Temptations to be good 

x2 

philanthropist of the tallest nature 

wrestling with things that made her 

handle this for this is golden 

mischievous like little children 

blasphemous with such potential 

nastiness with infectious evil 

evilness knowing mother's conscious 

obvious that they've all touched us 

x3 

Temptations to be good 

x8