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Butthole Surfers

Bong Song

 

Bong Song

(album: Piouhgd - 1991)


(Bong gurgling, bong toking gasp)

A strange lie
(??)
(??)
We'll (??) some

And walking through fields
So that quiet frustration
while we (??) with dishrags
And we'll be just fine

And I crawl through the dark
without hestitaion
for a place where in (??)
will pick out my eyes

And I got to that place
and will release my face
with their own eyes

Whistling cowboys
(??) like weasels
They ride in on horses
they blow on my balls

And I tried to listen
but I was just leaving
they tanked out my entrails
and spat on the wall

Well, the trains (??)
(??) to believe in
I found myself naked
in a suburban mall

I roll on my side
and I nimbly ride
so I ride

A messenger came with the news
from the belly
of 25 pimps
collapsed on the lawn

And strangely enough
the illicit vibrations
encoded with light rays
and walked through the dawn

And I asked them to tell me
without meditation
they led me through hillsides
where all life was gone

When I got the place
I fell on my face
because they lied.

(bong related coughing)

done

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