Тексты песен «Holy Molar»

"Praytell what's this vessel sinking in my eggcreme?" Upon a closer look thy turkey neck gave way to spite the mysterious lump in question. However, roadraging hormones cracked off the crown jewels and with my taste of...

"Praytell whats this vessel sinking in my eggcreme?" Upon a closer look thy turkey neck gave way to spite the mysterious lump in question. However, roadraging hormones cracked off the crown jewels and with my taste of...

"Hey, what seems to be the mother fucking problem here?" "well let me tell you officer, if I may interfere." "okay." "see I sailed in through the outdoor and then my coat of arms..." "Coat of arms?!"" "...yeah, they got...

"Hey, what seems to be the mother fucking problem here?" "well let me tell you officer, if I may interfere." "okay." "see I sailed in through the outdoor and then my coat of arms..." "Coat of arms?!"" "...yeah, they got...

Five cent tip toe through two lips, and slip! oops, that bloody countless bathory... I'll be damned how she spits out her murder scene on a string. Oh forsooth! I was once a wee lad who surfed the crimson tide clung...

Oh, loathsome midnight dreary throught pit and bog, a forgotten road tis thee I fear of old. Hark! Thither a chateau! With hunting forbode it filled me. Yet it ruins. I hastened to it bleakly, reasons unclearly. Though...

Swirling blackness crept up on the midnight spirits's woe the sould of a love lost to the grave, from hence came a scream! And what is this that I perceive in the rotted wainscotting? Why a passage to a hidden...

Suddenly a bloody hand seized me. What a grip! From behind a black veil two lips uttered in a lisp: "Noble night! I shall launch my lance into thine innards.... How 'bout a change? Art thou not a beginner? Now bend over...

Oh, loathsome midnight dreary throught pit and bog, a forgotten road tis thee I fear of old. Hark! Thither a chateau! With hunting forbode it filled me. Yet it ruins. I hastened to it bleakly, reasons unclearly. Though...

No, im the walk on super star for you fish adventure my deer flipper, you fuck. So on your fatefull pelican dive, slurp in the spitoon and mount and don't to the tune of the late Liberace's blastoff. Wash that mouth off...

No, im the walk on super star for you fish adventure my deer flipper, you fuck. So on your fatefull pelican dive, slurp in the spitoon and mount and don't to the tune of the late Liberace's blastoff. Wash that mouth off...

Queen of the carnival, so many tricks. Infernal ring master, keep the fuck traingle bent into circles. Snake burrows, slithers in holes spits venom so maliciously. My brain got to know those quite well, funny how that...

Got my corpse paint on in the woods with my tape of "I want the one I can't have" Recorded about fifty fuckin times in my walkman to stay, 'cause it's my nightmare matinee today, but pray let's not make this into a lip...

Got my corpse paint on in the woods with my tape of "I want the one I can't have" Recorded about fifty fuckin times in my walkman to stay, 'cause it's my nightmare matinee today, but pray let's not make this into a lip...

Got my corpse paint on in the woods with my tape of "I want the one I can't have" Recorded about fifty fuckin times in my walkman to stay, 'cause it's my nightmare matinee today, but pray let's not make this into a lip...

Quivering upon the delivering my shivering commences to fits. A golden earring raining an ensuing golden shower of hits that while anxiously awaiting to the golden girls I shall bellow: "Safely stand in your seat above...

Eight six seven five three o nine, wine, dine, sixty nine stupid excuses for a sip of the taster's choice tinkering taste buds just killin' time to justify curves in the spine. Distractions cum in spurts. Splendor in...

Oh butterball, roll you down a fucking hill in an oil drum, kick you in a canyon. Oh butterball, your diaper's dirty, carrying around your meatslabs in a suitcase all wrapped up in your party dress. Oh, it's bleeding...

It's a strip Mall Makeover. Strip on screen with such clarity, where eagles dare get shaved bald. Clear as crystal meth. It's a real cool lash-out, tongue twist and turn of the screw up asses after the oral exam, a...