Blue Turk

I'm lazy, you know it
 I'm ready for the second show
 Amazin' thing growin'
 Just waitin' for the juice to flow
 You're so very picturesque
 You're so very cold
 Tastes like roses on your breath
 But graveyards on your soul
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 I'm hurtin', I'm wantin'
 I'm achin' for another go
 You're squirmin' wet, baby
 Nothin' bad comin' very slow
 And it's burnin' holes in me
 You're so very picturesque
 You're so very cold
 It tastes like roses on your breath
 But graveyards on your soul
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 One spastic explosion
 Two pressure cookers go insane
 It makes me act crazy
 I shiver but I love this game
 You're so very ordinary
 You're so very lame
 Tastes like whiskey on your lips
 And earthworms rule your brain