Welcome To Planet Motherfucker/ Psychoholic Slag

Woven in the surface a premonition of a land erupting
 A sparkling occasion of a city crashdown overhead
 Revolving in a whirlpool a drag-o-rama
 Walking on the sidewalk so let me see ya
 Howling through the keyhole, "Goddamn, swept away"
 She shouted—("Now let's move")
 She love it—("Let's take the back door")
 Get in away, yeah
 I concentrate the midnight without the benefit of ceremony
 Whoever said, "The one who strips your soul is
 The one that got away"
 A weather-beaten angel descending to embrace the cemetery
 Got love, so mystifying, "Goddamn, swept away"
 She shouted ("Now let's move")
 She love it ("Let's take the back door")
 Get in away, yeah
 She shouted ("Now let's move")
 She love it ("Let's take the back door")
 Get in away, yeah
 ("Oh, wow!" "Cool it." "What's that, jock?" "Beat it." "You wanna start a rumble?")
 Voodoo beat on the mind, the digs too deep to find
 Something has got to give, man (psych-out)
 Racketeer or star, you are just what you are
 Don't play the misty, baby! (get you)
 Into a river sky, electro nation cry, "I need another now."
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 Drift beyond the sleeping, the moon is shifting shadows on her figure
 Swamp time locomotion "I can't take it, anymore!"
 Sunlight through the shutters illuminating moment to the moment
 Buzz a halo over "Goddamn, swept away"
 She shouted ("Now let's move")
 She love it ("Let's take the back door")
 Get in away, yeah
 She shouted ("Now let's move")
 She love it ("Let's take the back door")
 Get in away, yeah
 ("Do you have to open graves to find girls to fall in love with?")
 Planet pretty kill
 Motherfucker hang me on the thrills
 Psychoholic slag
 Tomorrow, yeah, it's another drag, ow
 Picnic in the homeland
 Like a Jesus superstar (Yeah!)
 Kiss me deadly, baby (baby)
 Yeah, I know who you are (Come on)
 Planet pretty kill
 Motherfucker hang me on the thrills
 No small heaven, baby
 I got the left hand of the keeper
 Meet me in St. Louis
 God, a one-way ticket's cheaper, yeah
 Time-travel I'm walking (Walking)
 I got a white line zombie fever (fever) yeah
 Time bomb the hero (hero)
 Yeah, get down
 ("Hula fast shorts, swing with a gassy chick
 Turn on to a thousand joys, smile on what happened
 Then check what's gonna happen, you'll miss what's happening
 Turn your eyes inside and dig the vacuum
 Tomorrow, drag")