Lyrics:
madness on the prowl And all the maidens bow To the skeletal Squalor King Cholera Here the age grows more unholier Careered, with fear Beneath
bending, he fiend, he addicted to the real life I can feel the ceiling on em You ain't what I feel like Acting over careered You an image that is near sight
with big mouths and no guts, The pencil seller's dog spooked by the explosion And leapin' under my wheels as I careered outta longwood on my way
bigger than a van careered into a baby's pram Gordon Bennett At least the child it wasn't there imagine if it was I swear I would have gone berserk Even
mouths and no guts, The pencil seller's dog spooked by the explosion And leapin' under my wheels As I careered outta Longwood on my way to you, Waitin in
had moved on The same incentive a different song Growing old is not to fear When you live the life of Cheers I could swear the room careered Tick tock
time in 25 years he cried rivers of black shitty oil that careered down his chest as the dam to his past broke, exploding, and its sinking all of his
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