Bloem Yes and i can see a lick Of gold traveling I know it is a sugarbeam It suckles me inside like a capsule It is traveling inside you are pink intestines guts And wandering around as if the goon was made of gum
Bloem & les claypool Spider, spider, spider
Les claypool Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick And i can't find my gun No i can't find my gun He's eating all my vegetables I wish that i could make him splash But i can't find my gun! No i can't find my gun
Bloem Scratchy makes me paranoid I know he is a liar And he makes me want to fuck with him As if he was the sun from every seed We must be watching him His graces are too big And i don't know what i should do with him I think he is too big
Bloem & les claypool Spider, spider, spider
Les claypool Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick And i can't find my gun! No i can't find my gun He's eating all my vegetables I wish that i could make him splash! But i can't find my gun! No i can't find my gun
Bloem & les claypool Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick And i can't find my gun No i can't find my gun He's eating all my vegetables I wish that i could make him splash But i can't find my gun! No i can't find my gun
Bloem Master hisss don't frame me I i,i,i don't want to lose you with Your tongue you can embrace me Every time you feel the urge Don't forget to drive the rosafund Calypso says
Bloem & les claypool 'i look like albert sexamonia'
Bloem I think she speaks the truth
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