Lyrics:
From a queen on a throne to a shriveling spool
Here I stand all alone, a spider's fool
When it's me he needs to fondle his tool
I guess some bugs
the word spool
Spool
The sour cud and the iron stool
Revelled in the word spool
Spool
the bull that struck the wire but missed the spool
Pins and needles
I ran aground
Please don't beat a dead horse
Please don't run a man down
If I seem like
wither in silent misery until the lull ceases
Until the threshold collapses
Revolutions reaffirm the familiar, never too far from the spool of monotony
All around the cobbler's bench
The monkey chased the weasel
The monkey thought 'twas all in fun
Pop! Goes the weasel
A penny for a spool of thread
Spool Loops
Emit Time
Spit Tips
Edit Tide
Guns Snug
Gums Smug
Repel Leper
Loops Spool
Role Reversal
Spool Loops
Emit Tide
Repel Leper
to play it cool, but sometimes I've felt the cruel
Has developed a new rule that it must line me like a spool
Of splintering thread till I'm found dead with
Up and down the city road
A monkey spied a weasel
The monkey thought 'twas on the run
Pop! Goes the weasel
A penny for a spool of thread
A penny for
the spools (into the spools)
All to be used (all to be used)
Weaving the whitest lies (weaving the whitest lies)
To be shone on you
You will be used by
relatable?
All the shit I make for you here in my room
Is there meaning in what I say to you
Or is it a waste of good digital spool?
Digital Spool
Everything
Up and down the city road
A monkey spied a weasel
The monkey thought ‘twas on the run
Pop! Goes the weasel
A penny for a spool of thread
A penny
more fun
You flew too high off of the ground
It's stormy weather an' had to come back down
But I've found new thread for my old spool
Just because
care to surrender
Now, it's too late
Whether in wonder or indecent haste
You arrange the mirrors and the spools
To snare the rare and precious jewels
than I care to surrender
Now it's too late
Whether in wonder or indecent haste
You arrange the mirrors and the spools
To snare the rare
more fun
You flew too high off of the ground
It's stormy weather an' had to come back down
But I've found new thread for my old spool
Just because
than I care to surrender
Now it's too late
Whether in wonder or indecent haste
You arrange the mirrors and the spools
To snare the rare
than I care to surrender
Now it's too late
Whether in wonder or indecent haste
You arrange the mirrors and the spools
To snare the rare
more fun
You flew too high off of the ground
It's stormy weather an' had to come back down
But I've found new thread for my old spool
Just because
the spool
BOV is screaming come on go and let me loose
Blurred lines up in my head I'm feeling like a ghoul
Bring yo' girl and watch her panties drop and see
Up and down the city road
In and out the Eagle.
That's the way the money goes,
Pop! goes the weasel.
A penny for a spool of thread,
A nickel for
lose
Lose me
In the flood from your sights tonight
The moon loom
Spools streams
Weaved wet from your weepers
Flow so warm and wooly
Desiccated now
If I see the lights, in this whip, man I'm moving quick
If they on my ass I let it spool, man I'm moving quick
My cup way too warm
I might have
can be and they won't harm,
Just the Wind can dime you out,
Then you are falling.
You woke them up,
You antic Fool,
Felling so odd,
Taking the Spool
down
You can hear the turbo spool when I pop out
Yeah, yeah
Yea, yea
So what you talking 'bout?
I didn't even know her name but I still took her out
I
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