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and woodworm put asunder Worshippers by nature we are born Our idols placed on altars of affection Worshipers by nature we are born Our idols placed on altars
There's water all around. There's woodworm in the attic And the ceiling just fell down. I'm in a state (state) Of confusion (whooooh). I'm in
and stomped off with a nautical gate. The gate turned into a deroga tree, And his peg-leg got woodworm and broke into three. Pressed Rat and Warthog have
and stomped off with a nautical gate. The gate turned into a deroga tree, And his peg-leg got woodworm and broke into three. Pressed Rat and Warthog have
has crashed to the ground The circus has gone all that's left is the clowns Did I break your heart when I stole your thunder Was there woodworm in
on chairmen Directors of planning must be given the right to make plans Just as saver woodworm must bore So too advisors must advise S'all on the square
I'm a first time buyer on the road where a distant Perry Como echoes amongst the woodworm and the damp played out on a teak phonogram Under this
full of woodworms becomes the baton for the choire Take the hammer numb yourself and sleep
the breakfast room a totally dreamy appearance Although the countertop was eaten by woodworms And a strong smell of bleach was filling the air I wanted to sit
Woodworm eating out my soul Earthy feeling I can't control Forced to ride the Crown Hawk from its nesting ground Soars into the sky with it's
Days beating time, on window Sill to the rhythm of this Woodworm stuck, in my thoughts Your sound, your scent, your taste Somehow give you a voice I
the more I a Answer The more ya'll fly Right out the Woodwork Like some goddamn Woodworms You swing your dick around But you ain't Pop Smoke I should pin my
trapped within this frame Full of woodworms and naphthalene Here, this Cybercircus A neofeudal constitutional Architecture camouflage I'm here, with my
Hear a woodworm Get the neighborhood warned Don't know how he could spawn Good formed structures tastin good for'm Five foot long hole t-took long He
The anxiety starts As a little woodworm That infected the spruce I feel like I'm burned I'm penchant for getting high To be the beer-swilling street punk guy
The Kingdom is collapsing from inside, The system fissures came it weakness to light, With just a light scratch in its surface We saw the woodworm in
play your songs to the woodworm Lie on the floor, let your head get sore You write your poems upon the walls of the foghouse The only way you speak is
above all laws In asymmetry ov the horns I cut loose the cord ov li(f)e Depart celestial source Rub mould in holy pages Let woodworms eat the cross
I am not a crutch Although my knees are rife with woodworm And the mealworms I misheard for lunch Are rotting in my guts With a childhood
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