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King of Spain
bark like a dog
on the moon looking down
at the earth in the ides of summer time
snakes are dying the logs are flying
the springs are sprung
as the spruce trees pine
if all my fingers are holes
relationships were a perfect match
i'd run my holes all along your thighs
like liposuction bugs that hatch
and we'd go up in flames so high
burning under monogamous skies
and oh my my
very sticky drink
automatic so dramatic dada veg-o-matic
and I think anti-think
and I think anti-think
critics came upon us
tried to stop us with a ploy
they used their money and credentials
tried to take away the noise
a mighty power might just fight us
like a dog takes a bone
but the simple fact's a simpleton
won't leave us alone
gibberish my favorite dish
I always wish for words
served on a platter
made of bladder
like some butter on a ladder
it slides down my throat so easy
so palatable so greasy
monkey shining in my eyes
I wear the ultimate disguise
and all my fingers are holes
relationships were a perfect match
i'd run my holes all along your thighs
like liposuction bugs that hatch
and we'd go up in flames so high
burning under monogamous skies
and oh my my
and I think anti-think
and I think anti-think
king of spain died today
salvador passed away
king of spain died today
salvador passed away
feel your illusion
it means disillusionment
look at the mess
that you've made of your mind
write it all down on tablets of salt
they will dissolve one at a time
and everything falls apart
people look how you are dancing
like dinosaurs trapped in the tar
dancing like dinosaurs trapped in the tar
laugh clown laugh
laugh clown laugh
laugh clown laugh
laugh clown laugh
an overcoat of slackjaw
is protecting me from looking at
that rat race hum drum
reality's fee fi foe fum
there's a mental idgit wearing midgets-r-us clothes
pointing out the plumber butts and all the camel toes
and all my fingers are holes
relationships were a perfect match
i'd run my holes all along your thighs
like liposuction bugs that hatch
and we'd go up in flames so high
burning under monogamous skies
and oh my my
very sticky drink
automatic so dramatic dada veg-o-matic
and I think anti-think
and I think anti-think
