Could you think of a better way
To be even scaring the sky away
And making me a part of this
Corner of meaningless darkness
Of course you could but Id rather be
What I strive along for just to be
You love your country, love the strife
Relieve your cock on your beloved wife
But Im playing a different tune
Cause Im moving to the moon
But Im not prepared to go against you
And fly and jump in your corruption stoop
And since while Im around
Ive got a few things to do
So I live on the mountain rock
And move along cuz youre just
Dancing like a fish and I judge a cold
I cant imagine your wife using that to swallow.
But you see Im gonna cum down a feminines throat
In the surrealistic pain and wearing a coat
So I have space that you cant trace to carry my love
And you just have waste
And you just have waste...