Now Im popping a few In the morning dew Do the monkey wrench On a Persian Bench In the teenage night And the vampires are right And I want to lay my lips on Your explosive mouth Picked up Kenny At an art deco deli And Zero is a cat With an automated hat And I need to be free of all the Fantasies I hide in And I want to lay my lips on Your explosive mouth Its a shame For man to hide All the things That do survive From his past Now I jump on your horse And I gallop of course And howl like a wolf And I drink up the sky And I beat on my chest Just a punk of the rest But I want to lay my lips on your Explosive mouth Its a shame For man to hide All the things That I do to survive From his past
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