Sweet Fueling Songtext
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Sweet Fueling Songtext
The ghost never has a pillow every night
I believe bologna may have ruined
My little brother′s runway hair curl
So many dinosaur skulls dragging me down the slide
Was thinking about a certain joker thing which somebody said
If you don't believe in real diseases, these diseases can′t get you
Get real man, they're real, now we have to be quiet
My Wiccan buddy Sampson is face first
'Cause he maxed out on my soybean meringue
Think I′m really sweet fueling
I′m really sweet fueling
But I rain fire with the fire in my rebel soul machine!
Ah, but I wanted the time machine mostly, you see
As I walk around here, see the face of Barber Dan (Barber Dan)
With the eyes that everyone thinks look just like tiny soup cans (soup can eyes)
He's like a really good person, it′s just that eye thing, it's
You know what? It′s just my flawed brain
We can find some form of friends
Bring them back upstairs
Show them Brian's peach apron
And then have time for food after midnight
Now I′m really sweet fueling
I'm sweet, sweet fueling
Sweet fueling
I am the one that can think of easy things to draw
And I am the one that can poke your lanky boyfriend in his choke hole
I'm sweet fueling beside your marketing class
I′m excited to grill this hockey puck-like squash (where?)
I′m not pleased to see the Henson boy mutated
Now sweet Boom-Boom, he's confused (what′s happening to me?)
He's got big spider feet, and this was so scary
(Now I think I′m sweet fueling)
What a shock, I do that too
(But I rain fire with the fire in my rebel soul machine)
I appreciate y'all singing
Oh, it′s better than a really great sex scene, sex scene, sex scene
Things were getting kind of weird
Changed just in time
My successful authorization covers you to get neck-deep in rhymes
Tofu is fine, friend
Don't tell me your brain is sweet fueled
I'm sweet fueling
It′s a stormy night
Come squeeze your children nice and tight
And yet not too tight
′Cause the fact is bones and flesh
Are rigged up inside of us all
And we defied the Capricorn
Sweet fueling
Sweet fueling
I believe bologna may have ruined
My little brother′s runway hair curl
So many dinosaur skulls dragging me down the slide
Was thinking about a certain joker thing which somebody said
If you don't believe in real diseases, these diseases can′t get you
Get real man, they're real, now we have to be quiet
My Wiccan buddy Sampson is face first
'Cause he maxed out on my soybean meringue
Think I′m really sweet fueling
I′m really sweet fueling
But I rain fire with the fire in my rebel soul machine!
Ah, but I wanted the time machine mostly, you see
As I walk around here, see the face of Barber Dan (Barber Dan)
With the eyes that everyone thinks look just like tiny soup cans (soup can eyes)
He's like a really good person, it′s just that eye thing, it's
You know what? It′s just my flawed brain
We can find some form of friends
Bring them back upstairs
Show them Brian's peach apron
And then have time for food after midnight
Now I′m really sweet fueling
I'm sweet, sweet fueling
Sweet fueling
I am the one that can think of easy things to draw
And I am the one that can poke your lanky boyfriend in his choke hole
I'm sweet fueling beside your marketing class
I′m excited to grill this hockey puck-like squash (where?)
I′m not pleased to see the Henson boy mutated
Now sweet Boom-Boom, he's confused (what′s happening to me?)
He's got big spider feet, and this was so scary
(Now I think I′m sweet fueling)
What a shock, I do that too
(But I rain fire with the fire in my rebel soul machine)
I appreciate y'all singing
Oh, it′s better than a really great sex scene, sex scene, sex scene
Things were getting kind of weird
Changed just in time
My successful authorization covers you to get neck-deep in rhymes
Tofu is fine, friend
Don't tell me your brain is sweet fueled
I'm sweet fueling
It′s a stormy night
Come squeeze your children nice and tight
And yet not too tight
′Cause the fact is bones and flesh
Are rigged up inside of us all
And we defied the Capricorn
Sweet fueling
Sweet fueling
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