Nux nomica adctriticos etc etc etc Periwig power Virgil did a bag wig but periwigs linger in court Horse hair and a dead language and dead old fools
through decades of decay despair and dismay we suffer and suffer
Let's find someone we can blame it all on Someone so stupid they can't see Pull out each hair one by one By three sick old frail worm, claustraphobia
In the garden the roses have no thorns, The growth is steady and quite natural, no parasites, no harm, Immortal existence, perpetual motion, forever
pogo pope pogo pope pogo pope pogo pope pogo pope pogo pope pogo pope pogo pope pogo pope pogo pope pogo pope pogo pope pogo pope pogo pope etc. etc
what! shall th' aspiring blood of lancaster sink in the ground- i thought it would have mounted! see how my sword weeps for the poor king's death. o
when you are a martian church, when the dust has settled, + you're born again, maybe as a martian church, maybe then you'll see, that your reality,
we're gonna destroy life the world gets higher and higher nanananananananana yeah ( it was a crime before nick was born)
transatlantic titanic freakshout, radio schizo, new empire's devouring old, radio schizo, the one's called sane wanna self destruct, radio schizo, peoples
you do not realise how much i appreciate you, new deal now a new deal now, new deal now a new deal, ultra-tory to quasi rad, at least it's original,
Poppies are the Opium of the People You prefer poppies to people You take pride in Genocide There are no poppies in the USA There are no poppies in
regicide chaz iii regicide chaz the 3rd regicide chuck iii regicide chuck the 3rd ( failure echolalia haerie faerie the mood was waiting for me the
it's such a shame the pope with no name she doesn't know what she's called closure confusion it's so sad, delusions of grandeur she must be mad one
Have you Realised that Rock Stars Always seem to lie so much? John Lydon once said he cared But he never really gave a fuck Said he'd use the money
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na I'm the only fucking child there ever was I'm the only fucking child Adulthood is hell Namby-pamby protracted
For fifty-four years he worked hard On five foul factory flaws Boredom ranking low on his list of fears Though they say his tears they cried dry
blasphemy squad, thriving on hate, in the warfare state, like piss in a pod. -ch- never forget, never ever forgive, wash your mouth out with pope. death
fashioned from stone, our blood is cold, as the lifeless rock through which inertia flows