salvation Songtext
von Trash Panda
salvation Songtext
Slick Rick is on here
Foggy early morning
Bright blue halo
Strangers on your doorstep
Hanging in the window
Hey, hope you′re reading all the right take media
Pulling the wool down like a hip knit cap
If the color matches my new drip, I might need it
If they read all my private little thoughts, why bother thinking?
Cooking the books as the bombs fall
Weeding your crypto fascist technocratic CEO
Oligarchs laughing while they bend the media
The mold, starving minds, starving folks
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Trying to catch a ride in a galactic hatchback
Back to back, in fact, the brass tacks sneak attack
Love to tell you where to find the facts
But in the quantum state, they're just undead kittens
Slurping the signs down, I′m M. Night Shyamalan
It'll be the end time when you see this sign
It'll be the end time when you see this sign
But nobody can tell you what to do about it
Nuglu satum satum lying down, paper bags
Numbing the fear, give me six shots of liquor
But the bogons and the archons are the same ones we bow to
Make an upcharge on the credit card
You just might find yourself
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Foggy early morning
Bright blue halo
Strangers on your doorstep
Hanging in the window
And he said, "Oh my God, look in the sky
I see a signpost flickering, I wonder why
Brother man, can we get out of here?
There′s a flight to catch to the afterlife leaving"
Oh my God, listen to this guy
Self-aggrandize like he′ll never die
The body becomes worm food, don't forget it
Memento mori from orchid to rebirth
Ravenous catabasis, paralysis catalyst
I love the sun, but the sun is gone black
Transformation begs breakdown and back
Sisyphean, Herculean trials and tests
A dozen to nothing, the wave never reaches the crest
Lions and lambs, let the tax man rest
Can′t stop the plot with a pure thought
It was engineered ingeniously to rule the West
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Strangers on your doorstep
Hanging in the window
What the rest says?
Oh, hell no!
Foggy early morning
Bright blue halo
Strangers on your doorstep
Hanging in the window
Hey, hope you′re reading all the right take media
Pulling the wool down like a hip knit cap
If the color matches my new drip, I might need it
If they read all my private little thoughts, why bother thinking?
Cooking the books as the bombs fall
Weeding your crypto fascist technocratic CEO
Oligarchs laughing while they bend the media
The mold, starving minds, starving folks
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Trying to catch a ride in a galactic hatchback
Back to back, in fact, the brass tacks sneak attack
Love to tell you where to find the facts
But in the quantum state, they're just undead kittens
Slurping the signs down, I′m M. Night Shyamalan
It'll be the end time when you see this sign
It'll be the end time when you see this sign
But nobody can tell you what to do about it
Nuglu satum satum lying down, paper bags
Numbing the fear, give me six shots of liquor
But the bogons and the archons are the same ones we bow to
Make an upcharge on the credit card
You just might find yourself
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Foggy early morning
Bright blue halo
Strangers on your doorstep
Hanging in the window
And he said, "Oh my God, look in the sky
I see a signpost flickering, I wonder why
Brother man, can we get out of here?
There′s a flight to catch to the afterlife leaving"
Oh my God, listen to this guy
Self-aggrandize like he′ll never die
The body becomes worm food, don't forget it
Memento mori from orchid to rebirth
Ravenous catabasis, paralysis catalyst
I love the sun, but the sun is gone black
Transformation begs breakdown and back
Sisyphean, Herculean trials and tests
A dozen to nothing, the wave never reaches the crest
Lions and lambs, let the tax man rest
Can′t stop the plot with a pure thought
It was engineered ingeniously to rule the West
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Looking to the sky for salvation or a mushroom cloud
Strangers on your doorstep
Hanging in the window
What the rest says?
Oh, hell no!
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