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These Arms Are Snakes
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Prince Squid
He wants to be the big shot in your eyes But he's in flux memorandum Caught behind two fuck fearing awful bloodshot eyes Oh god, he's coming closer
He's Mr. Best, center of everyone's conversation Repelled by his wince, we'd like him Best to be strung up just like the constellation At least finally he'd be a star
Bring in Mr. Turkey and have him sing along I got the stories to tell ya Rap him up in rat skin and rock him until he sleeps And push him on down stream
Light up the whole place and have him dance for us He's got a past of obsession Write up a story and have him read out loud The voice rings (of) apparitions
Now this one wants to sit in the back and complain And draw attention to everyone of his pains And he eats that shit (to feed the shit) in his veins Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Like this one is different when it's all the same
Best to be the center of this conversation Repelled by his wince We'd like him best to be cut open in the console cavern At least then he'd make history
He walks through the tavern just like a squid Dripping salt water discharge Flops on the bar and proceeds to slither in Envelopes bottles just like ships, very quick
I know that you want to be there or be square You want to be there You want this to be fair He wants to be there
He came down by the hole, jumped right on in He had no lungs, he didn't bother to swim Take all the women, take all the kids Through the dirt in and show him we're still friends
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