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Oh Fudge
(专辑: Garbology - 2021)
Stirring up the
pot Add a
couple worms, herbs from the
swamp Conjure up a
curse, turn a
person to a
frog Courtesy the
blob with the
shirt full of snot Plus mildew, pretty much a
ball of sticky stuff and soft tissue Hemoglobin, cat hair, peanut butter, coffee Born with a
cough and a
finger in the
frosting I
can't stop sweating, people at the
store say "I think that man's melting" The
fan's not helping, it's probably a
job for Abraham Van Helsing I
woke up on fire and speaking a
dead language, backwards Several octaves deeper than his average, the
"how" is not important it's the
translation that matters It says "Beware the
flesh in which archaic evils gathers", goddamn I
slosh when I
move, mop not a
broom, my body ate my shoes Mold on his robe, moles on moles, I
don't have any bones Retreats from the
sun, bleeds from his gums, I
sleep in the
tub Fever and a
cold, teeth in many rows, I'll eat a
whole goat Earlier this morning several hunters from the
region, put a
BOLO on his spirit, call the
number if you see it Container at the
bungalow, bubbling at the
gum line, the
bushy-tailed and bug-eyed, come in every color fungi Oh fudge, my new form isn't in the
folklore The
new norm wasn't in the
brochure There's no known cure Nothing more to figure out, just sit around and grow horns, germs on germs on germs Slide-through, cry you a
river of soft serve My snail trail exhibit infinity wrong turns I'm gelatin, forever in line for the
hors d'oeuvres Coat full of crab toast, foam at the
whistle Future of a
puddle with a
phone in the
middle With no signal, it's emotional I
slosh when I
move, mop not a
broom, my body ate my shoes Mold on his robe, moles on moles, I
don't have any bones Retreats from the
sun, bleeds from his gums, I
sleep in the
tub Fever and a
cold, teeth in many rows, I'll eat a
whole goat
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